So here I am, no make up. My eyebrows actually look like they have a tad of colour. Maybe that's a little pencil residue or maybe they have actually darkened over the years without me even noticing.
We were going to go out last night and I was feeling strange about going out without make up. So I put some on and it didn't feel right...I took it straight off. I think I'm over it. Cary kissed my naked face and told me that I'm beautiful.
There are so many much more important things to be concerned about. It's kind of silly that I had a 'thing' about wearing a little make-up. But it was my attachment to that which no longer felt natural and, as it's a real part of me and my ramblings, the clearing of this attachment is relevant to this blog.
Fact is, I am not getting younger. Having young children helps me feel young. I don't plan on using the term to describe my future as 'growing older'. I'd rather focus on the traits I'd rather see in me such as 'growing in grace and wisdom'. In doing so I will live with more gratitude, more love and connection in my relationships with others and myself, more following of my own goals and continued attention to health in the form of a low fat vegan diet and daily exercise. Maybe all that could be called 'growing up'.
And speaking of growing up, here is the cutest little 3.5 year old, looking very smart in the new shirt he chose from the thrift store: