My newfound alarm at the hazardous conditions garment workers labor under has been part of a series of revelations I’ve come to post-50 years old.
Every week I log on to the Accidental Icon blog.
In one comment Lyn Slater wrote:
“Creativity can move one forward into doing what one really wants to do in life.”
Being resourceful. Veering off the beaten path. Deciding for your self how you want to live.
These things seem to have taken precedence in my life as I near another birthday.
When I turned 35 that was the start of realizing that living only for self-gain and making tons of money wasn’t such a great idea.
Fast-forward to 53: I don’t think anyone will get very far in life acting selfish and greedy and materialistic.
The point is that feeling good about ourselves and doing good is why we’re here on earth.
How old are you? If you’re not in your fifties yet what I’m writing will be a preview of the years to come.
At 53:
I’m done with the hate in the world.
I’m done with caring what people who sit in judgment of you think.
I’m done with fearing acting true to yourself because you worry people won’t approve of the Real You.
In your twenties and possibly going into your thirties you have different ideas about what’s important.
It’s later in life as the years roll along that I think:
Wasn’t it kind of entitled to be upset that your mother gave you a fluorescent green shirt as a Christmas present? (As recorded in my memoir.)
See what happens. You’ll turn 50 someday too. You hopefully won’t be the same person you were when you were 20. Or even when you were 40.
The famous boxer Muhammad Ali has a great quote I’ll end here with:
“A man who views the world the same at fifty as he did at twenty has wasted thirty years of his life.”
Women: this applies to us too.
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