The difference between being old and young is that when you are young you can look forwards, and make plans, and have goals, and think about what you can achieve. When you are old you look back a lot more, rather than forwards, but you have so many great memories that you can savour it all again, and as often as you want to. And what’s more, YOU get to choose.
I used to think, when I was a kid, that 70 was dead old. Well now I am there – well, I am 71 actually, and if I think about it too much it scares me. So I don’t think about it, and in my head I am 18 and dancing the night away. I still love head banging too! Well, head wobbling, more like.
The great thing about being old is that you can wear colours that don’t match. And you can make your own fashions up, and nobody bothers. And you can wear a red hat if you want to as well.
Me and hubby always thought we would have a nice retirement, and that we would have all the time in the world to climb mountains like we used to. But it didn’t work out that way. Hubby is in a wheelchair and so am I, and we see (or at least hubby does as I am blind) people of what we think is our age scooting along so fast, and we do admit to a pang of envy. But I guess the best thing about wheelchairs is that you see, or rather, experience in my case, life at a slower pace. More time for just sitting back and enjoying. No rushing around. The worst thing about wheelchairs is that you get fat! Hmmmm!
When hubby was working it was quite terrifying at times, because we lived in Derbyshire, and he used to have to drive to Leeds each day to work. Over the high passes. Lovely in the summer, but in the winter terrifying. The snow could come down in a trice and be so deep that driving over the high passes was treacherous. I had my heart in my mouth on more occasions than I care to mention. But now, there is none of that. If it snows we can just stay put, and we don’t have to live with that fear any more. That is the good sude of being old. Although actually, I don’t think of myself as old. I mean, I wear shocking pink socks so how can I be old?
Another good side of being old is that you get to spend all day on WordPress if you want to!
I am not going to mention health because that is a sore point and I could go on for ever! And it would be rather unpopular!
I guess it’s ok being old, but I would quite like to have the option of going backwards again!