It was this morning at around 7am....
It's been quietly following me around for a while, occasionally tapping me on the shoulder,
making me turn around...
Then this morning it was time for it to make a full blown appearance.
Middle age gate-crashed my party....uninvited!
My optician warned me it was coming!
Whilst I was rejoicing that my short signtedness was 'getting better', he was having a little chuckle whilst explaining that this is common in people of my age....just before the need for reading glasses kicks in!
So that's it....
Yesterday I managed very well thank you and today I had to give in. The blurred text message on my phone was decidedly more blurred than usual! I can't grow longer arms so the reading glasses will have to be worn.
It's such a sign that time is flying by and it scares me. I don't think I know how to become middle aged.
I certainly don't feel it.
It conjures up images of reaching a peak and the way forward is the way home. The second leg, the home straight...
Goodness, that sounds a bit morbid!
So enough wallowing in self pity. My body might be disagreeing, but my mind can trick me all it likes that I'm a mere 'slip of a girl'. I recall an incident about 20 years ago when I was visiting a school to give a talk to the teachers and the Head said in a rather loud voice, "Why have they sent me this slip of a girl, what does she know?" I was most put out! I was desperate to be seen as mature and wise.
So let's embrace maturer and wiser. Never mind the fact that I have to swap glasses between watching tv and reading a book in the evening. My laughter lines are part of me and show a life that has included smiles.
I can't remember where I read it, but someone once said "I'm just grateful that wrinkles don't hurt."!
I like that.
So in true inner nanna style, I'm off for a cup of tea to watch 'Upstairs, Downstairs' on the sofa with a blanket to guard off the evening chill!