Day 203: Am I too Old?

The other day I made the statement that as I sat here sad that I was no longer 37, the though hit me that I did not want to be 57 one day and crying because I was no longer 47.  The thought woke me up from my own depression.  Life is not over because you are 47 or any other age for that matter.  Then I started wondering if maybe I am too old.

Here is the thing.  Age is just a number.  We use it to figure out how long has it been since we were born.  The truth is, if we lived by a different calendar, we would have a different age.  Think about it.  If the human calendar went by 16 months instead of 12, I would be about to turn 36.  If, on the other hand, the calendar was six months long, I would be almost 92.  The sooner we stop looking as our so-called age as anything more than just a number, the better off we will be.

Another thing I don’t care much for is the term middle-aged.  What does that even mean?  If I make it to 100, middle age does not even start for another three years.  If I only live until I am 60, middle age happened a long time ago.  This should be the time of your life when you start figuring out that others opinions about you is none of your business, when having a life means more than having a job.  The kids are now old enough that you don’t have to hover as much and you can go back to having your own life.  This is a wonderful time.  Enjoy it.

Some days, I wake up knowing that I am older.  The back may hurt, if you slept wrong your neck might give you a hard time and you might have to go to a doctor to get your eyesight checked or your blood examined.  So what?  I know plenty of people with cancer, diabetes and all kinds of dangerous conditions that live life to the fullest each day.  Some of them should not even be here anymore but the thing is, they don’t let any one thing determine how their life will go.  They are hopeful, they are positive and they see the glass as half full.  They go for it and so should you.

Am I too old?  Only if I believe it.  The same is true for you.  You could be twenty and think your life is over or you could be 80 and believe you are just getting started.  What are you thinking?  Leave your comment below.  Thank you.

Topic of Conversation

Interesting thing conversations, they change as we age.

Today in Day in the Life, I want to have a conversation about, you guessed it, conversations.  As we age, they seem to change.  When we are in our twenties, we talk about the cute guy/gal across the street, fashion sense, studies.  In our thirties it is all about the corporate ladder and the children.  Then we cross to forties and fifties and we start talking about aches and pains.

Apparently my favorite expression now is “I’m too young to feel this old” and it is hitting a nerve.  Many of us feel young at this age and yet, we certainly feel we can relate to our parents when they were our age and complained or walked slower because of a back or leg spasm and other symptoms.

In the last few weeks, I’ve had conversations with three or four friends, close in age.  We have all talked about living or coping with constant pain.  It is as if we are taking for granted that we are supposed to live this way.

I refuse to believe this is the case.  Part of the reason why I am changing my diet and exercise habits is because I truly believe we should be healthy and pain-free well into our golden years.  Do you agree?

I want to know what you think?  Are we taking our health for granted?  Are we giving up to feeling old with each passing year?  I can’t wait to see what you think.  Make sure to leave your comments in the section below.

This is how I see age
This image of a sculpture evokes the feeling of “weight on your shoulders” that is age.