Age sometimes strikes me as a funny concept. Just this past week, a girl told me that her dad was REALLY old. When I asked how old he was, she said 32! When the cashier finished ringing up my order at a local store, he said, “Thank you Miss, have a great day.” Ahhh…I love being referred to as “Miss” rather than the usual “Mam”.
Let’s face it. We’re all getting older. But what is “old”???
When you’re 3, big brother is old at 10 years old!
When you’re 10, Aunt Teresa looks old at 27.
When you’re 27, mom looks old on her 50th birthday.
When you’re 40, well, 50 doesn’t seem so old. Old is, maybe 83?
When you’re 65, the “girls” are in their 60’s and the “boys” are in their 70’s!
When you’re 80, old is a 100. Young is anyone under 80!
Whatever our age, we’re not as young as we once were. Can you relate to any of these?
You know you’re getting older when…
…you have selective hearing
…you don’t know whether you’re coming or going
…you tell it like it “used to be” rather than how it is or will be
…you realize you’re over the hill and you begin to pick up speed!
…all the names in your black book have MD after them
…you purposely forget the health food, thinking you need all the preservatives you can get
…you get the same sensation from a rocking chair that you once got from a roller coaster
…the check-out girl (from the “8 items or less” lane) volunteers to help load groceries into your car
…you remember your child’s name, just not the right one
…you realize that all those people in FL walking around in Bermuda shorts include you
Growing old is mandatory; growing up is optional!!! In other words, “Live your life and forget your age.”
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I actually cried when my mom turned 50! I thought she was so old!!! Now, 50 is only 15 years away for me!
I’ve seen progression in every post. Your newer posts are simply wonderful compared to your posts in the past. Keep up the good work!