I love it when a 20 or 30 something turns red and inserts foot when it comes to age. I know within the past 2 weeks, I have had at least 3 while in a deep conversation tell me about whomever they were speaking about, say.. "They are old' and before I could get it out, they continue to say.... "You know, about 50 or 55".. I wait till they are finished and say "watch it" "you do know that I just turned 50?" They quickly turn or try turn the conversation to a safe point and tell me that "oh, you know what i mean"? and tell me that 50 is not old but it's not their age either..
I have to laugh and cut them off and say, "come on, I am enjoying you digging yourself out"..... 50 is not old, I can still do many of the things that I did in my youth. Maybe not get back up as quickly as I used to but baby when I move.... this 50 year old can move.. :)
But it also takes me back to when I was walking to the bus when going to Lawhon Elementary School in Tupelo and while walking I over heard a couple of teenage girls standing by a car and heard them talk about turning 18 and how they could not wait..... I looked up at them and smiled; kept walking to my bus and all the while thinking to myself----- 18 oh wow that is really old. Now this coming from a 6 or 7 year old. It's funny how we perceive age at certain times in our lives.
Age is a number and doesn't define who you are.... Yes, agreed that when you do get older ... with all the bumps and bruises you have acquired along the way, it does take a bit longer to get up and you hear the occasional crick of the old bones, and when you get down, it may take you a bit longer to get back up;with help and you may hear a groan or two and then laugh to realize that he is coming from you, but you still got it. You can run circles around most and you dang sure can outwit the younger set. Age comes to us all sooner than later and if we are the lucky ones to get there. I tell my girls.. I may be old---er but I still got it/have it and Mama's not ready for the home just yet and that I want to live to be 100 and my sweet wonderful daughters look at me and with the biggest smile says.."Oh mama please don't... the world couldn't take you at 100"... Gotta love them. :)
Age is that a number outlined by the years from your birth------it's character------ like the age rings on a tree..... each little line is strength and wisdom and with each crease can show our vulnerability/weaknesses and sickness/pain... but as that old tree----we live life to the fullest and proud.
Thanks-------
I have to laugh and cut them off and say, "come on, I am enjoying you digging yourself out"..... 50 is not old, I can still do many of the things that I did in my youth. Maybe not get back up as quickly as I used to but baby when I move.... this 50 year old can move.. :)
But it also takes me back to when I was walking to the bus when going to Lawhon Elementary School in Tupelo and while walking I over heard a couple of teenage girls standing by a car and heard them talk about turning 18 and how they could not wait..... I looked up at them and smiled; kept walking to my bus and all the while thinking to myself----- 18 oh wow that is really old. Now this coming from a 6 or 7 year old. It's funny how we perceive age at certain times in our lives.
Age is a number and doesn't define who you are.... Yes, agreed that when you do get older ... with all the bumps and bruises you have acquired along the way, it does take a bit longer to get up and you hear the occasional crick of the old bones, and when you get down, it may take you a bit longer to get back up;with help and you may hear a groan or two and then laugh to realize that he is coming from you, but you still got it. You can run circles around most and you dang sure can outwit the younger set. Age comes to us all sooner than later and if we are the lucky ones to get there. I tell my girls.. I may be old---er but I still got it/have it and Mama's not ready for the home just yet and that I want to live to be 100 and my sweet wonderful daughters look at me and with the biggest smile says.."Oh mama please don't... the world couldn't take you at 100"... Gotta love them. :)
Age is that a number outlined by the years from your birth------it's character------ like the age rings on a tree..... each little line is strength and wisdom and with each crease can show our vulnerability/weaknesses and sickness/pain... but as that old tree----we live life to the fullest and proud.
Thanks-------
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