We are proud people who spent our working lives garnering respect, trust, and building our personalities ~ building the facades that we project into the world.
Then we retire, our children move away and we hold even tighter to the facades until our bodies that betray us.
It’s not the wrinkles, the grey hair or even our stumbling gaits.
It is our bladders, our bowel, and the total ruin of our facade.
We lock ourselves in our homes, our apartment, in our aging care rooms.
We don’t come out and we don't let them in we are embarrassed, we're ashamed
we have come to believe that the facade is all that we are.
We have not prepared our egos to age.
Be mindful of the facades you are building and what they will mean to your ego as you age.
Keep all of the doors in your life open so that love, family and opportunity can come in.