We mould people around us, unknowingly, our distinctive and unique style can coax others to be better versions of themselves. It can also create havoc and lead others to poorer versions as well. It depends how pliable and malleable a person is. If you are happy with the person you are, you are less likely to change. Leaders lead, followers follow. This does not mean you can’t go from leader to follower or vice versa. That is the commonality we are ever changing.
The mid life crisis that is often referred to, I think, is just self reflection. I am this years old, what have I done with my life? People panic, they run out and make big purchases, take trips, go back to school. They try to play catch up of all the things they haven’t done, before old age comes to rob them of their youth. It does not have to be a crisis. It’s perfectly normal to have regrets, wander thru the past, peruse the future. Remember the words of someone telling you, “Life is short.” Yes, it flies by, no, you can’t go back, maybe you shoulda, woulda, coulda. You are not dead, age is a number. I loved 30, hated 40, the number.
I love 50, the number and the time. I have had some of the hugest changes, challenges, experiences in this decade. I am me, more me than I have ever been. I have age spots, wrinkles, flab and I don’t care. I have earned it all, it all has a story. This body carried three kids, this body sat in the sun with baby oil in the 80’s, this body has laughed long and hard. If I want cake, I eat it! If I want to skinny dip, I will! If I want to take a class in belly dancing, pole dancing, line dancing, I can do what I want. Self doubt, sometimes, but that is natural. We are not so far apart, you are not alone in these struggles you perceive, everyone has them!
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