gravityPast a certain age, like it or not, gravity has its way—leaving us not only shorter, but wondering, Oh my goodness, what’s the deal with my arms–that jiggling skin? Then we look down and see that our thighs have bunched up just north of our knees.

It’s not pretty, but it’s just one of those things. We can choose our reaction, and either be graceful and accept life’s changes, or drive ourselves crazy trying to deny the evidence of our ever-advancing years.

Thankfully, the wisdom gained from the passage of time is the great leveler. Being at home in our own skin (even if it jiggles) is the healthy perspective that makes our lives flow.

Take heart. No matter what the state of the our bodies, we’re still breathing—loving, learning and growing to be more than we were. And the gravity that takes its toll on our bodies here on Earth is the same force that prevents us from floating into space where we would be lost and alone—drifting into oblivion.

Now here’s a word for the younger generation. You’re not here yet, but someday when you get past that certain age you will be. And when that happenings you’ll be shouting, “Hey! How does this happen?”

And those of us who’ve crossed over to the acceptance side will speak softly, “Yes, it’s lousy, but it is what it is. Relax. You can’t change it.”

The truth is, barring the nip/tuck of plastic surgery, no one escapes gravity’s pull. It always has its way.