Have you ever noticed that nature seems to have a system of checks and balances? This seems especially true as we grow older.
I find it difficult to contort my body into the unnatural positions needed to shave my legs. However, since my eyesight isn't what it used to be, I rarely notice.
My hearing isn't as sharp as it used to be. Good thing. I'm less embarrassed by the odd sounds emitted from my body.
I can't walk as far as I once did. Doesn't matter. I've seen it all anyway.
We lose friends and family and no longer need the time spent with them. This gives us time to concentrate on our own frailties.
I finally recognise and accept my character flaws. But it's okay. I can blame them on old age.