When I was a teenager what other people thought and did was very important to me. I wanted to fit in, to be accepted, and gain approval. This desire affected the way I dressed, where I went, and the words I said. Back in the day, we used words like "groovy (cool), split (leave), far out (amazing), square (uncool), dig it (understand).
No girl today would want to wear the stiff slips or other silly things we wore to be in style. But they wear other things to be in style that they will one day look back on and wonder why they thought that was so stunning. And it doesn't take twenty years for that to happen. A few years ago it was the IN thing for a woman to wear a scarf around her neck. That soon died out. How that came and went is a mystery to me.
The older I get, the less I care what other people think and do. I don't feel compelled to keep up with the crowd. I don't care if
- I'm not in style
- I don't know current slang words
- I don't have a late model car
- I wear the same dresses for ten years or more
- I have had the same things on my walls for decades
- My cooking doesn't wow anybody
- I have to stay sitting in church when everyone else stands
- I need to ask for help with techy problems
- I'm not where "everybody" is going (especially on Black Friday!)
- I don't know what is happening in politics every day
- I don't get a wrapped gift on my birthday
- My days of foreign travel are over
- My house has a dated look, hopelessly out of style
Today I am content with the life and things I have. God is good and I am abundantly blessed.
1 comment:
I can relate 100%!!
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