Beautiful article. Thank you, Alvaro. Years ago, a friend of mine said that I was broken. She said it with love, caring for the traumas I'd lived through. Instead, I rankled. There has been a lot of repair and remodeling to this old carcass. I feel that, despite some age-related weakness and influenza residue, I am stronger. I try learning new things instead of giving up and riding it out, getting weaker as the years pass. Old age is a bitch, but old people have a strength and resilience that absolutely amazes me. Some awfully perky 70-somethings out there.
That's great. I love the last part where you say that there are people in their 70s who are very lively. Whenever I see those people I think: "I want to be like you." I find it inspiring to see older people with vitality, they are a source of motivation for me. They make me see that the cracks accumulate, but there are those who know how to keep their spirits up.
I forgot to mention those vital 70-somethings either took very good care of themselves, thus have fewer cracks, or they had some very good medical care repairing the cracks.
I'm glad you found inspiration in those lines. I came across this concept and instantly knew it had a lot to tell, the idea is really inspiring and applies to much more than the art of ceramics.
Thank you for this beautiful reminder that we can shine with age. My husband and I have known each other since we were children. We were barely adults when we married. We “grew up” together, in many ways. At one point, we hit very turbulent waters. It looked as if we were going to have to separate. With much work, tears, and a commitment to our promises, we navigated the waters, and will celebrate our 55th wedding anniversary this year. We are stronger, and closer, than ever. Without each other, we are broken. Together, we are a work of art.
It's so beautiful the story you tell..... Yes, the truth is that the story lived, despite all the problems and mistakes, defines us. We are what we are because of our experiences. I don't regret my mistakes, I would regret making the same mistakes and not moving on.
Beautiful article. Thank you, Alvaro. Years ago, a friend of mine said that I was broken. She said it with love, caring for the traumas I'd lived through. Instead, I rankled. There has been a lot of repair and remodeling to this old carcass. I feel that, despite some age-related weakness and influenza residue, I am stronger. I try learning new things instead of giving up and riding it out, getting weaker as the years pass. Old age is a bitch, but old people have a strength and resilience that absolutely amazes me. Some awfully perky 70-somethings out there.
Hi Sue! :)
That's great. I love the last part where you say that there are people in their 70s who are very lively. Whenever I see those people I think: "I want to be like you." I find it inspiring to see older people with vitality, they are a source of motivation for me. They make me see that the cracks accumulate, but there are those who know how to keep their spirits up.
I forgot to mention those vital 70-somethings either took very good care of themselves, thus have fewer cracks, or they had some very good medical care repairing the cracks.
At a risk of being called an "accumulator", I have to say, I love it!
Hello Ary!
I'm glad you found inspiration in those lines. I came across this concept and instantly knew it had a lot to tell, the idea is really inspiring and applies to much more than the art of ceramics.
Thank you for this beautiful reminder that we can shine with age. My husband and I have known each other since we were children. We were barely adults when we married. We “grew up” together, in many ways. At one point, we hit very turbulent waters. It looked as if we were going to have to separate. With much work, tears, and a commitment to our promises, we navigated the waters, and will celebrate our 55th wedding anniversary this year. We are stronger, and closer, than ever. Without each other, we are broken. Together, we are a work of art.
Hi Sharon! :)
It's so beautiful the story you tell..... Yes, the truth is that the story lived, despite all the problems and mistakes, defines us. We are what we are because of our experiences. I don't regret my mistakes, I would regret making the same mistakes and not moving on.
Our cracks make us unique.