I
know that age is a relative concept, relative on any given day in mind, body
and spirit. I used to think that someone was old if they were fifteen years
older than I was and someone was young if they were fifteen years younger and
really young when they asked if the car had been invented when I was a kid.
(Don’t be smart!)
But as I find myself progressing up
the age scale, there are some other signs to remind me that I am not as young
as I used to be.
I don’t race to the door anymore to go
into a store. If the door doesn’t open automatically I often find a teenager
offering to hold the door for me. Do I look that frail and feeble? But the
thought is nice and the offer polite and genuine. (That’s a topic for another
column.) What throws me is when they use the word ‘sir’. ”May I help you sir?” Sir
was always relegated to my father or grandfather.
You may realize that you are getting
older when one of your best friends becomes the nightlight that lights a
pathway to the bathroom in the middle of the night. That never used to be a
problem. So its one less glass of water before bedtime, but that doesn’t always
work either.
I can remember when the ‘early bird
special’ was an early morning sale at Porteous, not dinner served at three
o’clock in the afternoon at the local ”all you can eat buffet”. Oh well, the
parking lot is too full to stop now anyhow. (Anyone remember Porteous besides
me?)
I still see myself as a product of the
1960’s. What a great generation! The world was a mass of confusion, the music
and literature spoke of a counter-culture and rebellion. The Beatles, Mick
Jagger’s Rolling Stones and Peter, Paul and Mary were the rage in the music
world. It was a generation defined by Woodstock, long hair and drug use.
Interesting how some things never seem to change. Is that Mick Jagger being
helped to the stage?
The type of the mail being delivered
to the house seems to have changed. What used to be advertising for travel and
sports equipment has shifted to direct mail prescriptions services and senior
citizen assisted living facilities. The highlight of the month is the arrival
of the AARP magazine. Who will be on the cover this month? Do I look that old?
Growing older isn’t all bad though.
In fact there are some real pleasures. Grandchildren, sleeping late (after the
trip to the bathroom), traveling during the ‘off season’, senior discounts and
not wearing a wrist watch are just several of the rewards.
There is a perspective about life
that being older offers. Each generation feels that its problems and issues are
new and unique when in reality we have been there before, just with a different
twist. It is unfortunate that we can’t learn from our mistakes.
See how much wiser I am now that I am
older?