So… The. Unexpected. Happens.
My day takes a different turn. Nothing earth-shattering. Just inconvenient.
After my earlier post this week, I dare not sit in my pity puddle. I am convicted by my stance on whining.
And may I say that I hate it when that happens.
What do I do?
My “younger me” flailed, pouted, and dare I even say, whined. Shocker.
My circumstances defined my moments. I hate to admit that.
But in this season of my life, I am greatly encouraged by the fact that my circumstances do not take my God by surprise. I am able to rest in His care in the midst of the moment far more often than I did in the past. I still have my pity party moments…sometimes…
Again, what do I do?
In this 50ish learning curve, I …
Take a deep breath. Square my shoulders.
Whisper my prayer… or shout it…depending on where I am…and the circumstance.
Chin up, Buttercup.
Flexibility is important. BUT… Prayer is CRUCIAL. My focus shifts when my chin lifts in prayer.
“Look to the LORD and his strength; seek his face always.” Psalm 105:4
P.S. Need I mention again, my earlier post on whining convicted me. Geez…
Write 31 Days…
The nemesis of my fabulous 50’s has been a wicked set of bathroom scales. They mock me from their corner. They whisper sweet promises of me wearing skinny jeans or leggings with “oh-so-cute tunics and sweaters,” and then…
They. lie. to. my. face.
I hate those scales. I loathe having to weigh. This is probably the emotional residue from my years as a Weight Watcher member and leader. I still have an overwhelming urge to count points and measure my portions.
I must say I have reached the point where I refuse to be in a constant state of anxiety over the digital number giving me the evil eye. I want to break the condemnation cycle. I need to see my 53 year old body the way God sees me…beautiful…holy…redeemed.
And while spouting that a “number does not define me or my worth,” I know that I need to be active, make healthy food choices, and take care of my body.
This healthy-weight, body-image, be -healthy mind set does not come as an either/or issue. It needs to be an “all of the above” game plan.
I want to eat good food.
I don’t want to live on low-carb, low fat, low taste meals, processed diet food for the rest of my life. I want balance. I am willing to give up mediocre, empty-of-pleasure food for an occasional “fabulous” food splurge. For example, I am perfectly happy to have a protein shake or a bowl of cereal for a meal if I know shrimp tacos or chicken quesadillas are on the horizon for the weekend. (YES!)
If I am a little fluffier in areas than I was in my 30’s and my 40’s … so be it.
Menopause has a sadistic mind. Aging happens. Energy levels ebb and flow, and insomnia doesn’t play well with others.
A big plus for this fluffy stage of adulthood is that there are some very cute “fluffy girl” fashions today.
Honey, I am thankful. So. Thankful.
A cute tee, a great fitting pair of jeans, and a bold little sweater or jacket…
And I am ready…
Write 31 Days –
Day 5 – Feeling Fluffy and Fabulous
Moment of transparency…
I am not 50.
I’m in my 50’s…ok, so I’m 53 exactly.
And let me just say I am enjoying my 50’s…well, most of it…
Over the next 31 Days (Write 31 Days), I am going to look at living my 50’s to the fullest.
Join me on this adventure of being gloriously middle-aged, enjoying it, and yet embracing the not-so-glorious moments of aging with grace and humor.
What advice would I give to my “Younger Me?”
What questions would I ask of my “Older Me?”
Let’s explore eating trends, parenting, family, exercise, style, entertainment and faith…All of which are greatly influenced by this season of adulthood.
There is a tremendous amount of grace and mercy that comes with 50, with regard to ourselves and others.
Let’s play with the idea of being bold, bodacious and brave at 50 and what this may look like.
Here’s to an adventurous 31 Days of Being Fabulous at 50…
In my reading basket for this month…
31 Days of Fabulous at 50
Day 1: Intro to Fabulous at 50
Day 2: New Friendships after 50
Day 3: No Whining Zone
Day 4: Autumnal Bliss
Day 5: Feeling Fluffy and Fabulous
Day 6: Chin Up, Buttercup
Day 7: Worn