The Art of Getting…er..Old(er)

My friend mentioned at a recent party that she had a total meltdown one day when she realized she wasn’t turning heads like she used to. It wasn’t that she cared to engage these young men turning heads, she just wanted to know she still “has it”. Like Fonzi would say when he turned heads.

She then went on to talk about a friend a decade older (in her 50’s) who said she was used to being invisible. And then one night it happened. She was sitting between the 50-something and the 20-something and she realized that the men were looking at one woman – the 20-something. And then she felt small (and she’s over 6-feet tall) and invisible.

Another friend of hers, and new acquaintance of mine, talked about how she never “had it” so she wasn’t missing anything at 40-something, however that it was important to acknowledge the strength of sexual power and to still learn ways to hone and maintain that inner-prowess and strength. This has nothing to do with using sex, by the way. It has everything to do with NOT using it, but acknowledging and owning your individual source of strength. For Z, it’s sexual.

It had me thinking more about it. I believe that I can still turn heads, but I don’t think it’s because of how I look. Especially this outta shape body. It’s because of my expression maybe.

I like to smile.

 

 

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