The mid 40’s changes

I turned 46 a couple of weeks back.

How do I feel ?

I do not enjoy reading quite so much as before, simply because I require to look for my reading glasses and put them on before I read and that takes half the enjoyment of reading away for me.

Teacher with glasses

My monthlies come at all odd times, totally unpredictably, sometimes high, sometimes low but mostly unannounced.


I seem to notice more grey hair popping up on my head that grows back grey even after being pulled out by the root. A hair dresser I went to, when I was 31 told me, I had so much grey hair, I needed colouring. Thankfully it didn’t come to that and I have still quite a bit of black on my scalp and its all natural :).


I have plantar fasciitis, pain in the sole of my left foot and my foot lets me know it exists because I am not allowed to put my foot down, in my mouth or otherwise, because of the sharp shooting pain I feel. I have taken to wearing very high heeled shoes, contrary to my usual disposition, because I think high heeled shoes make my foot pain less. Try it !


I am more interested in housewifely chores and try to keep my house clean, a trait I didn’t have when I was younger.

Also I have stopped watching Television.

On an emotional front, things that used to bother me don’t bother me in quite the way, they used to when I was younger. For example, seeing a dead cat or a dog on the street would have brought out a few tears for them, when I was younger but now I think, thank God they are gone- they don’t have to live in this horrible world. And the same when I hear about someone dying. Have I become callous or unfeeling ? Its not that, I think. I want all living things to live happily and for as long as they could but would not for anything , wish the world as it now stands on any living being.


I know now that all things will pass- when I was younger, disaster brought a feeling of doom- how this might not ever go away but I know now, if I take a deep breath and not do anything about it for a couple of days, that Β “thing” that bothers me will either go away or cease to bother me any more.

But one thing never changes- I hate any sort of injustice, be it bullying, ragging, suppressing or any other sort of coercion exercised by one living thing on another, i hated it when I was young and I hate it with a stronger ferocity now.

25 thoughts on “The mid 40’s changes

  1. Susie, my favorite part of being in my 50’s is having a calmer spirit about the small stuff. My least favorite part is the aches and pains. But they give me an excuse to take better care of myself. πŸ˜‰
    Blessings ~ Wendy ❀

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  2. I’ve passed through some of those things, and I am certainly a happier woman today for not worrying about how my body is going to react. I can remember having a hard time working some jobs because of the problems related to “it.” The best part of growing older…”that” being GONE. My favorite part of being in my 50’s…I really don’t care as much what people think of how I look or how my house looks…which I’m afraid means I am less careful of not appearing frazzled, and my house…it has stuff laying all over the place, but it is clean enough to be healthy! πŸ˜€

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  3. I love this recap of yourself and your life at age 46. I can remember much of what you speak of although much of it is just a distant memory. I have had to wear glasses practically my whole life so I have never had to worry about finding reading glasses, but I am actually less near sighted now than I used to be. Every time I have an eye check-up I get a weaker prescription. My hair turned gray at a relatively young age–people I work with now never knew me with anything but white hair. But the best part of aging for me is that I am much more mellow than I used to be. I am very much at peace with many things that used to really bother me.


  4. Thank you for sharing this.
    I turn 48 in 2 weeks.
    I love reading other people’s stuff.
    Sometimes it is very similar to my own experience sometimes very different,
    You my dear fall into the different category.
    We should compare notes.

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      1. Maybe I will write. The biggest difference between us is my hair went white in my twenty’s.
        Which was not a bad thing as my Mom had to color her hair for her senior prom.
        I remember being an older teen when my Mom told me I had 5 good years left.

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  5. The transition time between the immortality of youth and wisdom of age can be a tough one. For a while it all seems to be about loss. Then this odd thing happens to many of us…we discover the freedom to embrace a new identity, to be who we want to be, to stop worrying about what others think, to believe that the gray hairs are strands of glitter (as one blogger recently said). We get to dole out kindness and love as a mentor, pursue interests, let the laundry pile up, be eccentric if we so desire. Because, really, who are we trying to impress but ourselves. I’m 56 now and happy with the new stage, even with the aches and extra tummy.

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    1. I love your viewpoint and I think I am getting to thinking that way. I wish I could totally detach myself from what others thought about me and turn it around to what is good for me- something like a child-like state.

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