Disappearing Eyebrows

A few days ago, I received an email attachment about getting older. For some reason, I get a lot of these, I am after all just middle aged. This particular attachment, while very funny, spoke some truths and solved a few mysteries for me. Specifically, it mentioned the disappearing eyebrows and under arm hair. Indeed as I put my makeup on in the morning, I've noticed my eyebrow, while greying are also not as full. At 6:30 in the morning I chalk it up to not enough vitamins. Who knew it was a rampant problem of the over 55 crowd?
I've also noticed the past few times I've deemed it time to shave under my arms, instead of making sure my razor is sharp to take down the forest, I've instead made sure I have my super power glasses on to hone in on the two lonely stray hairs. Two mysteries solved in one email!
It sited the clarity with which the disappearing and thinning hair, aching joints crowd begins to view the the world. After 55, what was imperative, such as keeping up with the Jones doesn't matter anymore. What matters is keep up with friends. Instead of collecting stuff, we collect hugs and laughs. We look at those older than us and say, that's me in 10 or 15 years...we hope we will be in as good a shape or vow to take better care of ourselves while there is still time. We look at those younger than us and wonder what triumphs and tragedies await them when we are gone. We look at our students and remember to treat them nicely for in only a few short years, they may be in charge of US in a nursing home. Most of all, at least for me, I breath deep every day, grateful for family, for friends, for the life the good Lord has blessed me with. I try my hardest every day and remember at the end of the day there is Grace.