Ah, your late-teens to your early-twenties, what a time to be alive: You’re young, beautiful, full of energy and you’ve got approximately four to eight years to enjoy your youth. After that, you’re too old. Huh, too old? For what? According to society, everything. We’ve grown up in a society that fears (female) aging. Just watch some television on pretty much any channel, and you’ll soon be bombarded with anti-aging, anti-wrinkle and grey hair corrector commercials, to name a few. A question: Why? What’s the point of fearing nature’s course?
As women,and humans, we need to embrace our silver years with open arms. Otherwise we’re wasting our precious time on this earth. How much time does a person need to spend now trying to prevent grey hair or saggy boobs before they realize that it doesn’t matter? That person with the wrinkled hands, she is beautiful. She was beautiful when she was twelve and awkward, she was beautiful when she was sixteen and enjoying the freedom of driving, she was beautiful when she was twenty-one and just waiting for her first real drink, when she was thirty and too busy with her job, forty when she was down on her luck, fifty, sixty and all the way to now. She has always been beautiful and full of life. She has always been worth something, despite her imperfections. She has been, is, and always will be beautiful. And another secret, she is you.
Now, nobody is saying that if you want to dye your hair or anything like that that you shouldn’t. What is being said is this: You don’t need to. What you need to do is realize this, and then you need to do whatever makes you feel comfortable. You are beautiful. You have been and always will be.