Love your wrinkles

Rosemary DeTrolio RMT

I’m sucker for a good sales pitch.

Skin tallow cream? Bought it. Tooth whitener? Bought it.

Mineralizing gum? Bought it. Anything that promised a flat stomach? Bought it.

Here’s what I learned. We all chase the easier fix, the promised result. When I examine my purchased, all had to do with stopping father time. It happens at a certain time when all of a sudden, you gaze in the mirror and say, “Oh my gosh! My mother is staring back at me!”

I did that.

I'm grateful, really. Age is a privilege.

But did it have to come with belly fat?

I thank my parents for good genetics. I have a lively, upbeat personality and it's my superpower for feeling young, despite what I see in the mirror.

I've been bothered by jowls, a pudgy middle, and a smattering of wrinkles.

But is it so bad?

My face is the Rosetta stone of my life fraught by hard won lessons.

I’ve earned every line on my face. I wouldn’t trade crow’s feet showing moments of joyful laughter, or the marionette lines from big smiles.

My belly? I’d get rid of this pudge in a minute.

The 11 between my eyes reminds me of moments in deep contemplation. I love to learn.

Do I miss the appearance of young me?

YES.