It was my birthday a week ago. I have 2 daughters and 4 grandchildren. Altogether, we celebrated my 70th birthday. My husband and I are retired. Thankfully, we are living a pleasant life with some savings remained form our family. I always took care of myself and my diet. I raised my daughters to be the same. I taught them the importance of aesthetics and now they teach the same thing to their daughters.
The age of 70 may sound very distant and strange to most of you. It’s nothing but a number. My age is beautiful and experienced. I thought whether my soul had an age. No, it doesn’t have an age. My soul is ageless, souls don’t age, it’s like they’re on another dimension. Human beings live with their soul, not some numbers.
My husband and I had an arranged marriage. We got along and fell in love. In our first years, I used to watch him sleeping all night and thank God for bringing him to me.
When we graduated, we got married and had 2 children. There are many reasons for our good marriage but the most important one is that we never stopped loving each other. I was a well-groomed woman but I wasn’t very beautiful. My husband looked at me like I was the most beautiful woman in the world and he made me feel this way. We never got bored of kissing or making love. Don’t say that there is no sexual life for a 70-year-old. As I said before, I don’t live with numbers, I live with my soul.
When I was 55, I had had a facelift surgery. It was an extremely natural and aesthetic operation. I was very satisfied. I was feeling some corrosion on my intimate area, just like my face. I started researching for this. I consulted with 3 different surgeons. I don’t know why but none of them could feel my needs. They all listened, I told them my problems but I felt that all of them was thinking, “You’re at your mid-seventies, it’s too late”. I don’t know, maybe I was wrong. Of course, I discussed it with my husband. With his support, I started doing researches again.
The daughter of a friend recommended my Mr. Cihantimur. I will never forget the day of my interview. I was thinking that I was going to see another indifferent attitude but I came into a very different environment and I was welcomed by a gentleman. I think we chatted for one hour. He showed me a great affection; despite my age, he was affirming, understanding and appreciating.
Why wouldn’t I make our special times a lot more pleasant? After a week, I had genital cosmetic surgery. I am very pleased with the result. It is a very special area for a woman but eventually it’s just another body part. I put my lipstick on, I want to look beautiful, and so doesn’t this special area deserve some attention too? I am alive, there are many countries that I want to see and many foods that I want to taste. That passion and joy of life never goes away. It is up to us to make it higher.
With love to Cihantimur...