In the past few months I’ve been contemplating age. Not so much my age, but my children. I don’t know how it happened, but my youngest is just finishing his last year in elementary school, my daughter is going to be 21 this year, and Jaxon will turn 16 on Monday.
I’m assuming all parents feel this way, but I ask myself all the time, “How is it possible I have a 21 year old?” Especially when I don’t necessarily feel older.
I don’t think it helped that I had a doctor’s appointment this week where my only ailment was a sore hip. To make matters worse, the doctor’s assistant was a younger man who looked like he couldn’t be more than 12 (I really debated calling him a man here… I probably should have said kid). I don’t know why I felt awkward having him take my vitals and ask me questions. He was just really odd and I still haven’t gotten past how young he looked.
I guess the only saving grace is that my hip problems are most likely running related and I’m supposed to go to physical therapy. Young people have physical therapy too, especially active people, so that didn’t make me feel as old.
Age is a strange thing, isn’t it? It’s so weird to think that I have memories from 30 years ago…
We were watching Blacklist the other night and (I’m sorry, this is probably going to be a spoiler, but I’ll leave names out so you won’t necessarily know who I’m speaking about?) it was revealed that two of the characters were mother and son. The Mom looked like she couldn’t be more than 40 and the son looked like he was in his 30s. So we spent a good ten minutes trying to figure out if the show was just being ridiculous or if it could really be possible. Probably one of the saddest things I said was that the lines around her face could have put her at 50, but I’m not sure I believed the man was 28.
Anyway, it’s strange how age affects some people but not others. I think it’s probably to someone’s credit that they can pass for different ages.
My daughter told me a few days ago that me and and my sister have aged really well and we still look like we’re in our thirties. I pretty much love her to death for saying that!
I didn’t think I’d ever find myself in this position, to contemplate age. But, I also realize that age is a form that can have preassigned meanings, but they really only apply if we let them. There was a 71 year old guy who just made it to top four of Survivor and he rocked it! I only hope I’m that active when I’m older. I definitely cringe from the thought of spending days on the couch, watching TV and crocheting my days away for the simple reason that I’m just old.
I want to take my grand-kids to concerts and run a 5K and hike! I’m going to rock the later years… you just wait and watch me!
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