Tuesday, September 27, 2005


"On Getting Older" by Author Unknown

"One of the many things nobody ever tells you about middle age is that it's such a nice change from being young." -- Dorothy Canfield Fisher, 1879-1958, American novelist and young people's writer

This post is dedicated to all those who feel the last stage of life creeping up on them. We are wise to recognize that we can't stop it!

We can, however, ensure we do our best to enjoy every moment that God gives us.

Enjoy ...

“Old Age”

"Old age, I’ve decided, is a gift.

"I am now, probably for the first time in my life, the person I have always wanted to be. Oh, not my body! I sometime despair over my body ... the wrinkles, the baggy eyes, and the sagging butt. And often, I am taken aback by that old person that lives in my mirror. But I don't agonize over those things for long.

"I would never trade my amazing friends, my wonderful life, my loving family for less gray hair or a flatter belly. As I've aged, I've become more kind to myself, and less critical of myself. I've become my own friend. I don't chide myself for eating that extra cookie, or for not making my bed, or for buying that silly cement gecko that I didn't need, but looks so avante garde on my patio. I am entitled to overeat, to be messy, to be extravagant. I have seen too many dear friends leave this world too soon; before they understood the great freedom that comes with aging. Whose business is it if I choose to read or play on the computer until 4 a.m., and sleep until noon . . or go to the casino

"I will dance with myself to those wonderful tunes of the 60's, and if I, at the same time, wish to weep over a lost love... I will.

"I will walk the beach in a swim suit that is stretched over a bulging body, and will dive into the waves with abandon if I choose to, despite the pitying glances from the bikini set. They, too, will get old.

"I know I am sometimes forgetful. But there again, some of life is just as well forgotten ... and I eventually remember the important things. Sure, over the years my heart has been broken. How can your heart not break when you lose a loved one, or when a child suffers, or even when a beloved pet gets hit by a car? But broken hearts are what give us strength and understanding and compassion. A heart never broken is pristine and sterile and will never know the joy of being imperfect.

"I am so blessed to have lived long enough to have my hair turn gray, and to have my youthful laughs be forever etched into deep grooves on my face. So many have never laughed, and so many have died before their hair could turn silver. I can say "no", and mean it. I can say "yes", and mean it.

"As you get older, it is easier to be positive. You care less about what other people think. I don't question myself anymore. I've even earned the right to be wrong.

"So, to answer your question, I like being old. It has set me free. I like the person I have become. I am not going to live forever, but while I am still here, I will not waste time lamenting what could have been, or worrying about what will be. And I shall eat dessert every single day.

Now It's Your Turn!: What do you enjoy most about getting older …no matter how old you are? To what do you relate most in what the anonymous author shares above? (My 'Comment Section', in which you can share anonymously, will open to you when you click on "comments" immediately below this post.)

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This is the post that made me have some doubts about my own immortality. It's a shock Gary to even consider that I might not be the world's first immortal. ;-)}}

Anyway, nice set of comments here. There is a sense of freedom that comes with growing older and a much greater acceptance of self and others.
Life is full of surprises, Jack.

One of the best I too have had is that getting older is fun!

Thanks for visiting. Come again ...soon.
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