A silver hair away from…

I find myself a silver hair away from forty and wondering what my next forty years will look like. Will my sons grow to be the men I have hoped and prayed for all these years. Will I go back to a full time commuting career after my “wildly” successful full time (with aspirations to “stay at home”) super hero /chauffeuse /teacher /housekeeper /chef /nurse /barber /veterinarian /whatever I need to be in the moment, wife, and mother? Will I add to my tattoo collection? Will I stop coloring my hair and let the silver hairs dominate? Will I have grandchildren?…There are so many questions.

No matter what the next forty years has in store for me I intend on looking it straight in the face and taking it on with vigor.

With all that comes with it. The ups, the downs, the silver hair, the unavoidable wrinkles (though not without a fight), and all. I have no intention of dwelling on the past, not forgetting, but forgiving and moving onward and upward. Getting enjoyment out of the smallest moments to the largest ones. Really taking time to accept and appreciate the gifts and blessings given to me in this life.

Let ‘s take a detour, shall we? Let’s go back to that word I used earlier, you know the one, “vigor”. What does that word mean and why should it be so important to me?

Vigor-“be lively”

1. physical strength and good health.

2. legal or binding force; validity.

To be lively means to be full of life and energy; active and outgoing.

I’m not saying anyone should throw out thousands of dollars worth of cosmetics, supplements, cleaning products, and all the other things we subject our bodies to everyday.