When I touch my face I can feel the spots that sag by my jawline. Eventually the skin will hang a bit lower than the bone. The skin on my neck has thinned and feels somewhat wrinkly to the touch. Thick clumps of gray streak through my hair on both sides. My breasts hang lower than they used to. I even notice differences in my toes. They are so slight that no one else would notice, but I notice because sometimes I just stare at my toes, doesn’t everyone do that?
When I was young we had a dog. She aged and eventually died. She expressed no shame about her aging body. Near the end she seemed physically uncomfortable, but she was not embarrassed that her body was expiring and her time was close to over.
We live in our bodies for a finite time. There are laws in nature, our bodies follow the laws. I feel no more shame for my aging body than I feel for the aging earth who will likely be swallowed by the sun. We are not meant to be here forever. Our time in our bodies is finite, the time of humans living on earth is finite, and even the earth’s time is finite. There is no shame in the laws of physics, no shame in the constant changing of everything.