Wrinkles in Time

Out of the Mouths of Babes 

Cuddly 5-year-old Abby runs her fingers along my neck.

          “Why do you have wrinkles, Grandma?”

Abby’s Mother, my Daughter, spits out her drink laughing. 

Me and my Daughter, Alisha

I am also caught off guard.        

Tears brimming, 

          “because I am lucky to be here right now and hold you on my lap,

 precious Abby.”

Would I Trade My Wrinkles?

 And miss the laughs my husband and I share every day.

And miss how my friends and family make me smile.

And miss the tears, caring deeply about those I have loved and lost.

I Would Not Trade My Wrinkles

And miss the depth and abundance of emotions I have lived and shared.

I am lucky to be right here right now and hold my precious grandchildren on my lap.

“It is a privilege to have these Wrinkles in Time”

Do you celebrate your birthday or would you rather stop counting birthdays?

Behind the Scenery

My Birthday

I wrote a post in January, 2021 where I was celebrating my 774-month-old birthday.

My Ultimate Favourite Meal and Wine Glasses from Hell

Six months have flown by and I am celebrating a milestone this month. 

Every birthday is a milestone

Privilege of Holding Grandchildren On My Lap

Cuddling and reading a wonderful book to 5-year-old Abby and 7-year-old Sadie.

Book: “Tina Lost in a Crowd” by Miriam Hurdle

Miriam’s blog: The Showers of Blessings

Reading “Tina Lost in a Crowd” by Miriam Hurdle

My Daughter, Sara’s post on her blog: Every Wrinkle Came From a SmileAging With Grace

Sara’s blog: Relax, It’s all Write

Marty’s comment on my January, 2021 post still cracks me up:

“Oh, go on, please. You don’t look a month over 500 months.

Who’s foolin’ who here anyway?!“

Marty’s blog: Snakes in the Grass

An inspirational, good friend left me this note to read one morning at work:  “Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside in a cloud of smoke, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming “Wow! What a Ride!”  (quote by Hunter S. Thompson)

(thank you C.S.)

Thank you for my Wrinkles in Time.

My Life So Far

“It was nothing I thought it would be and everything I had hoped”

(by Erica Henault)

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154 thoughts on “Wrinkles in Time

  1. Not sure how I missed this post earlier??? But I’m happy to be here now. There’s a eason we say “HAPPY” Birthday. Not “”one year older” birthday or “Not any younger” birthday or even “add a new year to your age” birthday. No, it’s HAPPY birthday. First the glorious happiness of parents when their precious one is born. I wish I could have been around when I was born (well, I was, but I don’t remember it). They were told they couldn’t have children and seven years later, SURPRISE! HAPPY birth day. I’m not a huge party celebrator. I like a quiet birthday, reflecting my good fortune to have loving parents/family/friends. I’ve never decried my wrinkles or even sagging neck. ;-0 I see a beauty in aging, and even if our country/culture doesn’t, we who understand the HAPPY in birthday do. Each year we’re given in this life is an amazing grace. xoxo ❤

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    1. Thank you for this lovely note and a new perspective about the “Happy” in Happy Birthday. Part of your essence, Pam, is how you have felt especially loved by your parents, and you have explained one of the reasons here. You were an unexpected gift.❤️ ‘…beauty in aging….amazing grace…good fortune….’ Well said, Pam, and I wholeheartedly agree with you. You also remind me how we are too busy engaged in life and spending time with love ones, to notice the sagging neck. Thank you for adding to my smile lines today and every week. ❤️

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  2. I am so touched by your post – by the honesty and gratefulness with which you share. I will also be grateful each time I ponder the wrinkles on my hands (which I look at often as the sun hits them on the steering wheel of the car).

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    1. I rarely think about or notice my wrinkles, until a certain 5-year-old points them out to me.🙂 My gut reaction is how grateful I am to be here. Interesting how you mention wrinkles on your hands, Ju-Lyn. It is one of the things I remember noticing about my Mom. She was likely only about 35-years-old and she has translucent skin. Thank you for reading and sharing your thoughtful comment.

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      1. I don’t particularly fixate except when the sun hits my hands at that particular angle, when I am waiting for the light to change, and my thoughts stray to, hmmmmm … whose hands are these?

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