I found Grace and Frankie. Well, actually, they found me. Netflix was like "You should totally watch this show; you two are a 98% match." Fortunately for me, I trust Netflix's algorithms.
I love Grace and Frankie. I love that they're two women navigating life, friendship, family, love, AND careers. They are hilarious. They're unfiltered. They're bold. They're beautiful. And, they are older adult women. At the series start, Grace and Frankie are 70!
Perhaps for the first time, I've been picturing myself at 70, and it is really something. To think that I haven't even lived half of my life adds perspective. It took some pressure off the first 28 years.
I'll be 29 soon-ish. Before I know it, I'll be 30 and saying good riddance to my twenties, the trial by fire, and I am determined to end this chapter on a triumphant note. I am hell-bent on making decisions 30 year old Kechia will be glad I made. I've been thinking of her a lot, and that is something I can celebrate even now.
I am a capable, fairly intelligent, resilient woman, and I am not in my prime. I'm warming up. 😁 Yep, two badass, fictional women portrayed by two vybrant,* real women inspired me.
*[sic] aka not a typo. Just watch the show. 😜
Befittingly...
Rupi Kaur / Timeless
the sun and her flowers
"they convinced me
i only had a few good years left
before i was replaced by a girl younger than me
as though men yield power with age
but women grow into irrelevance
they can keep their lies
for i have only gotten started
i feel as though i just left the womb
my twenties are the warm-up
for what i’m really about to do
wait till you see me in my thirties
now that will be a proper introduction
to the nasty, wild, woman in me.
how can i leave before the party’s started
rehearsals begin at forty
i ripen with age
i do not come with an expiration date
and now
for the main event
curtains up at fifty
let’s begin the show"
