None of us is getting any younger, which means we've all got voluminous pasts, with calamities and hurts, yes, but also victories and achievements.
And as we get older, moving through different phases of our lives, especially when it comes to physical changes, it's quite easy to look back a little wistfully… and to look forward with a degree of trepidation.
I mean, what's going to happen? What's it going to be like? Is it all downhill from here?
It came up with a client the other day, who confessed that they were experiencing that double whammy: not really looking forward to growing older, and maybe hanging on a little bit to former glories.
What to do about this? was the question, hanging in the air.
It cut deeper than just surface level for me, because I'm as guilty of this as the next person! I don't have too many pictures dotted around my office, but this is one of them: