One big positive about being a mature woman is that the bonds of restriction that had me tied in knots most of my life are untied. I am finally free to be me.
As a young woman, I followed the trends, was afraid to be different and never stepped over the line when it came to fashion or being proper. Sure, I took some risks career wise, but I never dared to be out of step as to what was expected of me.
I don’t think I was alone in that mindset. After all, it was the early 60’s, my childbearing and mothering years, before Woodstock and the hippie generation. All that ‘freedom-to-be’ passed me by with diapers and nurturing others.
It must have been in my fifties when suddenly a light bulb went off in my head and I started taking risks. I started to realize it was okay to be me. It was okay to step out of the box.
Knock. Knock. Let me out of here!
Copyright Sandra Hart 2017©
Amen girlfriend ! … good to know you are safe and enjoying some family time in Nashville … Florida has it’s fickle moments and sadly, so many have experienced some life changing ,difficult challenges …. This peninsula is still a good fit and is home to me … didn’t ever want a poodle skirt but did the shoulder pads ! Your remark … “to no clothes at all ” …certainly brings on a smile thinking of the many images of people who’ve created from their particular essence , a uniquely personal style … perhaps most telling at a late in life class reunion…. Irma canceled mine so will have to wait and see … Maybe I’ll even start to color my hair after all …
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