I glanced down at my hands today and was taken by surprise at just how very old they appeared, almost as if they belonged to someone else (because even though truthfully I am now past the age of forty, I think that my brain has not actually registered that fact, and still somehow believes that I am in my twenties, or at the very least my thirties). It was rather alarming and unpleasant, and made me wonder how half my life had managed to flash by so quickly… how I had blinked and suddenly found myself with middle aged hands.
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styler1 August 21, 2012 at 7:54 pm
Gosh, how funny. I’m looking at my 49 year old hands all the time. How can’t you when your’e typing? Then there are those little brown spots — sun or age spots? ANd those blue veins. As for feeling your age, my mother at 94 still can’t understand how her body has aged so, as she too claims she still feels 20 something….anyway, there ARE hand creams. I keep meaning to try some. Though I’m also obsessed with my neck; ant-aging neck and hand creams!
DawnStorey August 22, 2012 at 10:17 am
Ha, I can’t look at my hands while I’m typing or I’ll lose my place – I have to look at the screen! So I really don’t “see” them very often.
BeckyCochrane August 22, 2012 at 2:58 am
My mother told me this would happen, and every year, I understand it better. All those girls we were remain inside us, and the mirror is quite shocking. A friend and I made a solemn pact NEVER to look at ourselves in the visor mirrors of our cars in direct sunlight again. No good can come of it.
DawnStorey August 22, 2012 at 10:17 am
LOL, I hear you!
Cindy August 23, 2012 at 7:53 pm
A few years ago a Grade 3 student of mine took my hands in hers, peered closely at them and said, “Your hands look just like my grandma’s!” Although she meant it as a compliment that certainly wasn’t how it felt!!
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August 23, 2012 at 9:11 pm
Awww, LOL!
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