It was a few years back and I was walking down the street with my two gorgeous daughters.
The passing male traffic did what they usually do with the exception of me. I was blanked. Not in a nasty hurtful way but in an invisible way as if I wasn’t there. I was a person no longer of visual interest. My girls took no notice, just as I once took no notice, this time I did.
I will admit it did throw me for a moment – the loss of a wink, a smile or the occasional wolf whistle – I had come of age. Shocking really! Nobody ever imagines they will become invisible to the opposite sex – partners aside of course. And yes, I am talking in generalisations here but undoubtedly when we reach a certain age there is a subtle shift.
You know what? It is the VERY BEST thing to happen to me.
Better Not Younger is my expression of the moment.
Being in the moment is the perfect example of being “better not younger”.
When I think about the years passing and what it means to each of us I sincerely hope my focus is on improvement, enjoyment and wisdom rather than the re-creation of the past. There is no reason why the future cannot be bigger and brighter than what has gone before; that is how I want to spend the next decades and where I want my focus to be.