When beauty travel inward – aging

A look in the mirror, puts me back in my seat again. It’s not that I dislike what I see, but somehow I always expect to see a younger version of myself. And yes, it reminds me of a lost time. Time that is so fragile, and still at your service when you are young.

It also reminds me how many worries and insecurities I had, not feeling pretty enough, not being smart enough. Trying to fit in to everyone else’s world. Not feeling secure enough to strive for my dreams. And I see younger girls in my surroundings acting exactly the way I did when I was their age. Stunning and beautiful inside out and not to mention- they are smart. If anything these girls should rule , but most of them don’t – the men still do.

And I want to scream out , girls stand up tall. You own your world – show it.

And as sure as I am getting older, I become more secure, mature and beautiful inside. I it’s almost as the beauty travels inwards and feeds the inner soul. I love whom have become, I wish I knew what I know today when I was in my twenties even my thirties.

Could it be that my inner beauty is a way for the universe to thank me for everything I have been through over the years?.All the sorrows, confusions, for all the times I didn’t love myself.

Could that be it? Well thank you universe for finally making me understand what beauty is really all about. Loving yourself inside out.