Old is just a state of mind. It’s all in the attitude. I have been hearing a lot of that lately. Unfortunately, all one has to do is look in the mirror and watch the wrinkles grow. Hence, less mirror gazing amazed that you look good for your age and an increase interest in age defying beauty products. Work becomes a chore rather than a joy when the sameness starts creeping in (just like those pesky wrinkles). At what point in your life do you become old? Is it when you start becoming more conservative – throw those punks in jail, or when your music is now classic or is in the Oldies category in itunes? Is it when you stop learning, very comfortable in what you know and are willing to coast?
I Googled the Stages of Grief, loss of youth and aging and I found many sites for grieving a real loss but not grieving getting old. Lots on aging but those seem to be about REAL OLD people and that’s not me because I’m not that old am I? Is it just fear, fear of missing out on everything? Or is it a February thing, yearning for spring?
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