Not forever young, but defiantly forever growing

Ok this is for all the women out there who reach "that age". You know what age it is...for some it is in their 20's, others 30's, and for some not till they are in their 80's. It is the age when you realize that wearing certain types of clothing doesn't work for you. Not because you are unattractive in it per-say, but more of "dude" she should SO not be wearing that. This is the time when a woman goes from maiden to mother or from mother to crone as the pagans would say. It is that transition time, a time that frankly is scarier than clowns in a horror movie.

This year I feel like I hit that age. The age when taking a picture of myself with a camera phone to put on my Facebook has lost its appeal. The age where teenage boys on a video game yelling at me that I suck actually makes me cry. The age where technology doesn't intimidate me, but knowing what it can do scares me to death. The year when I realized that time has marched all over my face, hair, and butt.
The age where I wake up in the morning and say to myself...Who are you now, because you are really not the Malissa you knew yesterday.

I was reading my scriptures today and I realized that over and over again we are told to only do the things that bring us closer to Him. So as my excellent sister Soso told me "I have only one new years resolution, the same one I have every year. To be better than I was last year."

So with a grateful heart, some grey hair, a plump booty, and a smile I am determined to be better than last year to stretch forth my hands to the divine and be more like my Savior.