Aging brings repetition. Sure, that might reference your elderly relative and that one story that gets repeated every time you’re together. It also might reference how many times you enter a room not sure why. It could also simply be the number of times you’ve done something you’ve done before.
The older we get, the more things do we do on auto-pilot. We’ve done them so many times, we just do them again, each time, without thought. How’d you get to work this morning? Gees, you sure hope you had all green lights because you don’t remember stopping for any of them.
Too often we’re just going through the motions–shopping, driving, cooking, watching TV, etc… that we don’t really appreciate what we’re doing. We’re tired.
They say “Youth is Wasted on the Young”, but that’s not true. Youth would absolutely be wasted on the old. Oh my gosh, can you imagine? You think you’re tired now…
When you’re young, everything is new! I watch my grandson play and interact, and I swear, you can see his wheels turning. Every experience is new to him and he is making connections quicker than he can drag that chair over to the door to climb up to reach the handle to get into the room that was closed for a reason. Did I mention he’s 17 months old?
There’s nothing like time with a toddler to make you feel old.
The older I get, the less observant I am. The less I do for the first time. The less I appreciate change. “Grandma” is not just an awesome title, it’s also, I believe, a stage of development. I find myself earning the shakes of the youthful heads, the eye rolls, the clucks of tongues.
Facepalm. Did I really just say that? Do that? Forget that?
It’s hard to acknowledge aging. But it’s impossible NOT to. I’ve decided I’m going to have fun with it. Yes, I did just say that, do that and forget that. It wasn’t the first time and it won’t be the last. Think about it! Soon enough those actions/reactions will be on auto-pilot.
I raise your head shake, eye roll, and tongue cluck with a shrug, a wink, and a chuckle.
Getting older… game on.