I’ve been thinking for a whole year what my theme for SIXTY should be. I can’t remember what started this quest, but I think it was a discussion on the blog. And I finally came up with the word Satisfaction.
When I turned fifty, a funny thing happened. I got this whole “you’re not the boss of me” attitude. As in, I’m this old, I really don’t have to do what you say if it doesn’t make sense. I noticed that some of my friends and even my mild-mannered brother had this happen when they turned 50. So I wondered if anything would happen when I turned 60.
And Satisfaction seems to be it. I’ve mentioned a couple of times on here how it bothers me more to see the wrinkles on my face than almost anything else. So I decided a couple of months ago that I was going to make a point of looking at myself in the mirror a little more often, and learn to be content with the face that I now have. Because what is the alternative? Nope not going that direction!
I wrote a little bit yesterday about being satisfied with my physical size and appearance.
I am more content with the life of being an artist that I have chosen.
And I am more content with my spiritual life.
I’m not sure how much sense this makes to anyone else, but for me Satisfaction signifies a life of peace moving forward into the next decade. Care to join me?
The face of sixty (at the end of a long day, sans makeup, but with soft lighting 🙂 )