I’ve been very fortunate to have the pleasure of having friendships with older women when I was younger. These women were smart, confident and beautiful in their own way. They were unapologetic about who they were and set healthy boundaries with their time and other valuable resources. I didn’t have the language for terms like “healthy boundaries” at the time but I remember marveling at their steadfast commitment in protecting their peace at all cost.

My twenties were a good time! I partied hard, studied hard and worked whenever I could as I pursued college degrees and work experiences. These women dished out life advice I still hold onto to this day, much of it not really making sense to me until I continued to hit personal and professional milestones. I’m grateful for the time I had with them, I miss those who have already passed on and continue to connect with those who are still with us.

The lessons shared with me freely I find myself also sharing with women younger than me. As I type this on the morning of my forty-second birthday I marvel at how much I have appreciated the aging process. I’m more intentional with my health. I no longer take for granted the ability to eat whatever I want when I want with little side effect. It has taken a lot of effort on my part to be mindful of what I eat, how much I eat, how much water I consume daily and even wearing sunscreen (something I ignorantly thought I didn’t need as a dark skinned person). Like fine wine, I’m only getting better with time. My peace is of the utmost importance to me as I pursue balance in adulthood, motherhood and everything in between.

It’s interesting to note that this country has always found value in youth, especially with women. Over the years I think the tide is slowly turning (just a tad) as we see the everlasting value of those whom walk among us impart guidance and wisdom you only gain with time.

What about you dear reader, what are your thoughts on aging?