I spent Easter in Sydney with my fashionable, beautiful, kind, sexy, 25 years old daughter. (Was I asking for trouble being in her company?) Keep reading this story does a spin.
I felt old, about to turn 50. I've never felt so old before. I'm carrying weight, I don't feel comfortable in my clothes - I felt inferior. This wasn't my daughter's fault...it was mine. Being in the clothing stores and all the beautiful, young people in the hippest place in Sydney was not really good for my self-esteem. They insisted on taking photos which is not great when I didn't have any make-up on. But you know what? I didn't look nearly as old as I felt.
Seriously, realizing this actually gave me confidence. In an instant, I was able to say to myself, "Yep, maybe I have to let go of exercise. Yep, I'm getting older but thank god for my cosmetic tattooing!"
It is because of this subtle art (called Cosmetic Tattooing), i Had color in my face, making me appear fresh and alive. And evenly beautiful from inside-out. This was very real for me this weekend and quite private. My thinking could have gone either way:
Either Accept that I'm not getting younger and feel terrible about it or Be grateful for cosmetic tattooing! And use the confidence boost to motivate myself up to lift my game with exercise, be grateful for this life, to use the wisdom that I have, and be happy with the beautiful children I have created.
This might be a simple story yet this was deeper than my normal posts. You may not choose Cosmetic Tattooing (an amazing beauty hack) and that's fine - but don't succumb to the old feeling either. Be happy, proud, and grateful when you look in the mirror. Be the woman you have always wanted to be.
Anyway, in the picture above, is my fabulous daughter and now, we're off to exercise. See ya!