Suzanne Carillo

So here again are my ubiquitous polka dot "style blogger" jeans. I have to say that they are very comfy and surprisingly the perfect length for me. I may have inadvertently picked up a petite for that to happen.

Jeans – AG, Blazer & Top – Anthropologie, Clutch – TJ Maxx, Red Heels – Nine West, Necklace – by me

I realized too late when taking these photos that the camera was too zoomed. You don't really see my shoes. Ah well. Good thing this blogging isn't an exact science, cause I would have failed miserably. Come to think of it I was never good at Math or Science. I'm sure you're not surprised.

And…since so many of you have been asking…a closer view of the handmade necklace I'm wearing in the photos.

It is for sale if you are interested…$40 & shipping.

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I know that I should be grateful for every day and accept and love my body as it is. As I get older I often don't agree with the limitations my body has started putting on me. I'm stubborn. I don't want to accept that I can no longer do everything I could do before.

Part of this is ageing and part of this is Fibromyalgia which I have had for some 30 years now. Sometimes it just kicks my butt and that means a full day in bed with every muscle in my body screaming out in pain.

I really hate wasting a day in bed. As I lie there I'm thinking of everything I could be doing and I'm frustrated with myself and my body. The funny thing is that if I hadn't pushed myself so hard I wouldn't have needed a full day in bed. Instead, stubborn as I am, I needed to push myself to the extreme limit and now I must pay the price.

I used to think that limitations were meant to be challenged. If I wasn't going to push myself beyond what is comfortable how would I ever improve? Now I can see that the universe is trying to tell me that I need to learn to accept myself with some limitations. It doesn't mean I can't push a bit…but I can't push a whole bunch. Which if you knew me…is basically the opposite of my character.

Growing older is about accepting new limitations that I'm not ready to accept. In the end I don't have a choice.