What comfort there is in Old….
…time ravaged things have such a softness to them…
I’ve been thinking about Old ~ getting old, being old, acting old, feeling old ~ Old has such a negative connotation, especially when it’s applied to people. My mother likes to tell me how awful Old is, but I like Old. I’ve always wanted to be Old, maybe I always have been old.
Old has always meant softness, and grace, and wisdom to me. When I was a little girl, my favorite people were Old.
I look at this picture of my great-grandmother, whom we called, “the great one”, and I see someone Old, truly Old in the best sense of the word. She was funny and kind and soft and gentle. And, she lived a long time ~ I don’t think she stopped living until she died. She was wonderfully Old!
I believe I gravitate toward Old because it is so subtly beautiful and beauty is important ~ it’s a sort of nourishment. I like all the old things I have, and I like my work to resemble Old…
Old has its disadvantages, of course, but the fabulous thing is, we have so much time to get there! I find much insight in the phrase, “growing old”. Old doesn’t just happen ~ it takes growth and nurturing, like a garden. One reaps what one sows. I think if I pay attention along the way, and if I have a little luck and some good health as I travel there, Old will be a lovely welcoming, though perhaps a bit achy.
What about you? Do you find beauty in Old?
Thank you for letting me share ~ embrace your Old today!