Do y'all ever use a phrase prefaced by something like, "As the kids say these days..."? I find myself doing that from time to time and I only recently realized that, sometimes, the 'kids' I am referencing are in their 30s. THIRTIES. When did people in their 30s become my younger generation reference???How did I get to 'this age'? I remind myself, daily, of what my dad tells me when either of us utter anything about age: It's better than the alternative. Indeed, it is.
When we went to see Garrison Keillor last week (yes, I'm still reeling from that wonderful experience) he started out, after the singing which was fabulous because he was singing and I knew the words to the songs, talking about aging. Looking back, I'm not sure I'm all that thrilled that I knew the words to those songs. Of course, mostly it was due to hearing those songs sung by my grandmother but, still. I knew the words. I was excited to see Keillor live because I've adored him since I first introduced to his comedic genius when I was 17. Then I remembered the year I was 17. It was EONS ago.
And now, here I am. Referencing 30-year-olds as 'kids.'
It's time to wake up and smell that dang coffee of reality. I am not young. I am not elderly. But I am feeling the feels of getting there. I don't believe I'm laughing as hard as Keillor, though he could have been crying behind the hilarity, who knows. I just need to remember that it's so much better than the alternative.
I know I have to get up and move more and keep the laughter going til the bitter end. And, at some point, embrace my age on this side of 50. But, until that happens, I'll just keep turning 53 every birthday as I've been doing for a continued undisclosed period of time.
It is a time of life that I have had a hard time wrapping my head around. I refer to my own children as kids all the time and they are in their mid thirties. It seems to me that one day I was in my thirties and suddenly I hit 60! The time in between is a blur....
ReplyDeleteI do the same thing. Only I call mine, 'the girls' since they're all daughters but still...LOL It does seem to be a blur, doesn't it?
DeleteYes, I definitely feel it. Don't like it but it's always better to be on this side of the dirt.
ReplyDeleteAgreed, always better! :)
DeleteThere are both young and old ones. There must be something in between. Oh yes, middle aged which for some reason had me thinking of the middle ages. I believe you can stretch middle age to any age you like. Well ok, the age can only have two digits. We need to draw the line somewhere.
ReplyDeleteMiddle ages. Ha! I need a long stick to draw the line. My back hurts when I bend over. LOL Thanks!
DeleteHappy Late birthday from me. I meant to stop in and well you know the water heater thing and I just don't remember anything else, until today when I had to take my youngest son to have his wisdom teeth removed. I find myself saying, I am too old for this. I like you being 53 every year. That is a great age. I am so glad you had fun on your birthday it sounds like a great thing to go do and see. I bet you did laugh.
ReplyDeleteThank you! Yes, I can't believe that happened. It happened to a friend of mine years ago and hers was UPSTAIRS. It was awful. I've enjoyed being 53 for a few years now. LOL :)
DeleteI'm not feeling the feels. I'm embracing 65. It's good to be this age and I really wouldn't go back. It is definitely better than the alternative. Wish I was thinner, which my knees didn't hurt so bad, wish my hair wasn't so gray now...but I'm okay with where I am. Praise God.
ReplyDeleteI'm embracing 53. LOL I don't want to go back, at least too far back. I'm with you on the wishes. I've been wishing I was thinner for some time now. Even before I turned 53 the first time. Ha! Thanks! Have a great day!
DeleteHaving just turned 60, I'm definitely feeling the feels. The strange thing is that I feel no older inside. Maybe the soul stays the same as we age outside. Who knows? Its all very mysterious, but I say go for it.
ReplyDeleteYES! I'm the same way. On the inside I may as well be 20. Yes, I'm that immature. LOL Thank you for popping in and commenting!
DeleteTaking a page out of my Aunt June's book. 'I'm 61 and proud of every year!'
ReplyDeleteMy grandmother had her hair dyed every year until she hit 90. She used to talk about the seniors at her church as, 'them' instead of, 'us.' I fear I'm following in her footsteps. LOL Good for you! I'll get there. Eventually. :)
DeleteI can so relate to this how did my baby get to be 27
ReplyDeleteRight?!
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