Once again, I'm at the ball park, watching life happen around me. There are several teams of high-schooler's & college age players. It's a whole different dynamic. Pretty girls in short-shorts, tight jeans, tanned legs & on the field, a whole lot of testosterone.
At my Ladie's group this morning, I listened as more than one said that at a "certain age" a woman becomes invisible.
I find this truly disheartening. I'm at that certain age and I always hoped that once I lived this long, gleaned this much life experience, I would have earned a certain "presence". Not that my ultimate desire in life is to be seen, but being invisible comes with not having a voice and I'm emphatically not ok with that.
I've also lived enough now, approaching this momentous bday, to realize that what I'd hoped for is not going to happen. I won't wake up one morning, magically feel comfortable in my own skin & have all the answers. What I can do is accept Grace. Open my heart, expand my Faith & get my head around Who God says I Am. What my value is. What my role & purpose are at this stage of life. We are surrounded & bombarded with incorrect images & information. I desire to age gracefully, peacefully and be careful to filter out that which will not benefit me for eternity. I wish to be brave. To follow my own truth. Not be over-taken by society, or the media, or the age-old scenario being played out in front of me at this recreation park tonight.