When is it Okay to be Old?

As I sit here in my living room with 3” of glitter roots and look at my hands typing this that don’t look soft and smooth like they used to, I’m really asking myself “When is it okay to be old?”

Really. When is it okay to love those wrinkles around your eyes from laughing? Look at the skin on your legs and see freckles you didn’t used to have? When’s it okay to stop dying your hair and love the days God gave you for it to turn? Not want to use the “smooth” filter when you take a picture? When’s it okay to stop trying to stay young when time is literally showing you you’re not?

I say the time is exactly when you are ready. If you feel young when you put effort into looking young, go for it. If you’re ready to embrace the natural state of your body, go for it. Don’t let social pressure push you into more work or push you away from your inner youth.

You care for yourself exactly how you see fit. When you’re ready, let the wrinkles detox from the Botox, let the hair dye stay on the shelf, and let your body age the way God designed it to be.

But until then…don’t feel bad for wanting your outside self to match your inner 22 year old and don’t feel bad for feeling better about yourself when you do.

I’ll be loading on all the creams, setting that timer for 45 minutes so I get that good color coverage, and putting on my lash serum tomorrow….because this soon to be granny just isn’t ready quite to look like a granny. Tried it…didn’t like it.