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I think 40-50s is profound because you really start to not know your physical self or are forced to relearn it-- those things that were so familiar...what you've always thought of yourself- your hair, the shape of your face, even your height, your strength, what you can and can't do--- is really morphing. You catch that glimpse of yourself or see a pic and think, dang! (I unsuccessfully attempted to execute a cartwheel earlier this summer...yikes! Luckily the grass was soft.)
Like other women I know, I look back pictures of me at 15, 25, 35 when I felt uncomfortable, fat or squatty or plain and think what a shame I didn't realize how perfectly fine I was at the time--- and I am working on realizing that right now, too, as I am learning the patterns of my face wrinkles!
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