Reflection #13 My Body, My Self
Reflection #14 – My Physical Self
They say age is just a number—
it’s not how many years,
but how we’ve spent them.
Do I dance in the kitchen?
Say no to potato chips
and yes to strawberries?
Do I walk, stretch,
lift grocery bags like dumbbells
and twist just enough
to keep my body talking to me kindly?
Our bodies were built for motion:
climbing stairs,
reaching high shelves,
hugging deeply,
Doing nothing invites creaks and groans—
Doing something
welcomes energy, posture,
and the mischievous grin
of a body still game for more.
Yes, I laugh when I hear it:
“The best thing you can do for your health
is choose your parents wisely.”
But I’ll take it from here, thank you.
Because how I move,
how I notice my hands,
my toes,
my bones and breath—
that’s where the magic is.
It’s how I feel
most free,
most real,
most me.
So, here’s to the next walk,
the next stretch,
the next joyful dance—
this body is mine.
And it’s still
a pretty wonderful place to live.
—Tricia (Patricia D.Brown)