"Being young is beautiful, but, being old is comfortable."
It's Friday, time for my weekly visit to my favourite beauty parlour — Marvel College. Sure, I go each week for a necessary make-over, but after following this regular regime for several years, I feel as though I am dropping in for a visit with old friends.
Of course, the students come and go, and most will not cross my path again, though a few have kept in touch.
I like colour and style, so I am always curious to see what unusual hair-do someone will be sporting that day.
Or, what colourful addition they chose to compliment their black and white ensemble.
I am grateful for the many conversations over the years with these inspiring young folk. No doubt due to my grandma image that just might exude a bit of aged wisdom, our friendly chatter has often taken many turns.
Occasionally, I have had the opportunity to remind these pretty girls that true beauty must come from within, in order to remain.
For as we age, outward beauty does fade. Take it from one who knows. But, even our aging process was all a part of the plan.
"The potential, and, apparent good character I see in many of these young people — along with their dreams and aspirations — reassures me that as they take their place in our world, they will do their part in making it a better place."
I'm thankful for the lessons I've learned, by listening and conversing with a younger generation.
May some story shared, or tid-bit of wisdom given, linger in their hearts, and perhaps, be an encouragement for them at just the right time.
— beulah
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