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Fiercely Yours, Carol Orsborn
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I woke up this morning and there was an old woman staring back at me. So I pulled out every jar, stick and tube and then there she was: an old woman wearing make-up. I rummaged through the closet and found an old favorite hat to put on. Ah hah! I said when I had positioned it at a jaunty angle. And now there was an old woman wearing a great hat.
Over the next few minutes, there was much rummaging and adjusting and soon there was an old woman wearing sunglasses and a signature scarf. But with all the layers and manipulations, nothing had altered the truth of the matter. I am a woman. I am old. And I am out of tricks.
But I am not out of choices. I could choose to continue to fret, regretting the loss of my youthful looks. Or I could choose to think of myself as beautiful for my age. Or—and this one was new—I could take it all in, have a good laugh, then get on with it.
The minute this third option crossed my mind, my face changed completely. I no longer searched for a particular blush of beauty in the reflection, but rather, I saw everything I had ever been, could or will be: the good, the bad, the beautiful, the ugly, everything in between and something beyond it all and breathing in every single bit of it, I was taken aback. This face was not only hard-worn but hard-won, so in less time than it had taken to put it all on, most of it came right off and the bit that remained was just right.
I turned away from the suddenly friendly mirror, no longer fighting growing old—nor accepting it. I was just me again. And isn’t that what I’d been searching for all along?
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"I woke up this morning and there was an old woman staring back at me. So I pulled out every jar, stick and tube and then there she was: an old woman wearing make-up. I rummaged through the closet and found an old favorite hat to put on. Ah hah! I said when I had positioned it at a jaunty angle. And now there was an old woman wearing a great hat."
I love how this short piece transitions from all the adjustments we might make as aging women facing our reflection... to a realization that acceptance is always there, if we choose it. Thank you!