Wear the years well
Let us cherish and love old age; for it is full of pleasure if one knows how to use it.
Aging often gets framed as a problem to solve…
Wrinkles to erase. Slowness to fight. Time itself treated like an enemy sneaking up on us.
Seneca saw it differently.
To age is not to decay. It is to accumulate. Experience. Perspective. The quiet confidence that comes from having seen things pass and knowing that most of what once felt urgent… wasn’t.
There is a kind of grace that only shows up later. A steadiness that can’t be rushed. A freedom from needing to impress.
Aging isn’t a tragedy. Refusing to appreciate life while it’s happening, that’s the tragedy.
Growing older means you’ve survived. You’ve learned. You’ve been shaped. That’s not something to hide from.
That’s something to wear well.
Stay hungry. Stay wise. Eat brekkie.
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