Strength at any (st)age.

There are a lot of reasons individuals feel strong. It might be because they were able to do the impossible, completed a task or were physically able to meet a goal. It is defined as a good quality in people and things, and is an accomplishment all on its own.

When you add the variable of age, the measurement changes. As children, we think we are strong when we can arm wrestle our older siblings or friends. In our teens, it is making it through the school year without being bullied. In our twenties, its surviving college and landing our first jobs. We are strong. Invincible.

These are all easy to identify, and in some ways less complicated. But what about once we are parents ourselves, or women choosing to follow our careers, or taking on the role of caretaker for our aging parents, or deal with debt. Failure. Loss. Death.

We are always quick to show our praises, but not our defeats. Not our vulnerabilities. But I have started watching those around me, and have realized that those I admire most, and that exude the most strength are those who don't just celebrate triumphs, but share their lows.

I am learning to be strong. I have recently been through a lot, and tried to put on a brave face, but through my latest move, the illness of my father, the loss of my beloved pet and the stressors of looking for a house and job I want to be open and find my strength.

I am starting a new fitness journey to get my health back on track, so I can be physically strong. I am trying new things to be sure that my mind regains its strength. I am trying to work as a team with my husband and rebuild friendships in order to strengthen my heart. I am ready to be whole again. And come out of all of this stronger than ever.