The Woman in the Mirror and The Woman Inside

I am a morning person. I wake early each morning to thank God for the night’s rest and the gift of a new day. Each morning I see a woman in the mirror who is like a stranger. She doesn’t look like the energy driven woman inside me. The morning hours are my most productive. I have tons of energy. But as each hour passes, the energy decreases.

This morning I was cleaning the glass on my storm/screen door before 7:30am. One of my neighbors was walking her little dog. I waved and smiled. The sun was shining through the cloud cover and everyone’s garden areas glowed with beautiful colors. I planned to write this blog from my porch, but it is not quite sixty degrees, so a little chilly for me.

I will go out with my Bible and a cup of tea soon because that is where I feel close to God. When I first saw this condo, I felt God had led me here, so I never looked at another place. This was the first, and I knew, just knew, it was going to be my last residence on earth. I get teary-eyed whenever I stop and bask in God’s creation, whether looking through my office window, like now, or sitting on the porch. It’s like Psalm 23…”my cup runneth over.”

The mirror mocks me each morning. The woman staring at me is not the one inside me. The one inside me is young and full of dreams. She’s energetic and can do anything she sets her mind to do. But the woman in the mirror reminds me this body is temporary and is prone to deteriorate. And so, I sit here with my cup of tea, anticipating the new body and new home awaiting me in Heaven.

In the meantime, I will dream, give thanks, and try hard to age gracefully, and appreciate the woman in the mirror.

Card Making, Tweets, and More

I read an internet news headline about Clint Eastwood. He tweeted: “I think being able to age gracefully is a very important talent. It is too late for me,” the 91-year-old actor said.” I’m not sure what he meant.

Of course this resonated with me because of the title of my blog. For me, aging gracefully isn’t a talent, but accepting the limitations that come with age, the wrinkles, the sagging skin, the slowing down of the body, and not wasting time regretting the loss of youth. It means taking time to appreciate what God has given me and finding peace with the acceptance.

This past week I rearranged my office and crafting closet. Just minor things to make more room and provide better efficiency. Little changes make me happy. Stems from my years in supportive roles within the corporate world. Thank goodness, I’m not missing the “dress for success” habit. I’m much more comfortable in my PJ’s and slippers or barefoot in t-shirt and capris!

I spent more time watching crafting videos on You Tube than I did working on hobbies. I’m getting excited about card making again. I want to start making cards for Christmas and a set of “all occasion” cards, too. I’ve neglected this hobby long enough. More about that next week.

Now it is time to show the few pictures I finished. I have a work in progress that I had hoped to finish yesterday, but didn’t. I did purchase a new set of oil pencils and spent time organizing them in a pencil case and swatching them. Looking forward to using them this week. I love working with oil pencils. I finished a picture using pastels, but can’t show it until after the end of the month when my daughters and I reveal our finished pictures to each other. Here’s what I can show. The first picture was done in glitter gel pens. The second with colored pencils and liquid pearls, the third with markers as I practiced blending and last is a color by number done with markers.

Lifting my cup of tea with a smile as I watch the swallows doing their flight maneuvers. Wishing you all a beautiful week. Remember to be kind to yourself, have fun, and be thankful. Until next time…