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A cool thing about getting older is...
you hear from your skeleton a lot more.
Full Grown
I’ve been training my whole life to be an old man.
I got my first pipe when I was six. It was my
grandfather’s, though he hardly ever used it;
it still smells like tobacco, but the only thing
I inhale are memories.
My dad gave me my first pocket knife at ten,
and I promptly fell to whittling, carving sticks
and birds and other things that my future self
will think to bestow upon children my age.
I started wearing cardigans in high school before
they were cool again, and now I think they may
not be, but I’m not exactly sure, and if that isn’t
a sign of getting old, I don’t know what is.
In my twenties, I began commenting on the weather
to anyone who cared to listen—strangers, shoppers
in the checkout line—talking about how in
the good old days, we had more snow.
Then I started giving directions. I could tell you
how to get just about anywhere, and this was
before google maps, so sometimes people
actually listened to me.
There are shirts in my closet over thirty years old
and I still think about wearing them, hoping that
if I wait long enough, they will come back into
fashion. The same goes for my jokes.
One day, I will be an old man, and I will be very
good at it—years of training, dedication, wisdom,
a fully formed human being—yet they will look
upon me as only half a man, because when
you’re old, that’s just the way it goes.
I have a friend who had a special birthday yesterday, she’s reached double figures by turning 77 I’ll reach double figures myself next month when I turn 66 and this got me thinking. That’s eleven years between us and yet, we both like many of the same things and think very much the same way.
Strange what??
When I was 5 she would have been 16 and wouldn’t have wanted to hang around with me in her spare time. By the time I was 10 she’d have been celebrating her 21st and definitely wouldn’t have been interested in a ten year old child! As we get older the gap starts to close. I’m 20 she’s 31, I’m 30 she’s 41 then all of a sudden I’m 66 and she’s 77 and we could almost be the same age!
One of life’s conundrums!
So I've been tagged by so many people (over a span of multiple months.... 😬) @sunkissednaiad @savagecanibal3 @badassspacewitch @uncle-bingo @risingstarsandfallinglights @sinistyx-deactivated20200105 Im finally posting a new selfie after all of this time... lol
I shall tag the following 10 people for selfies as well ! I would love to see your faces! 🤓
@tank-so-average
@brujitaxcabrona
@sinistyx
@justalittlehopetrustandfairydust
@yourmadking
@the-brown-man
@michipichi12
@dipinthatxo
@neptunes-melody
@jaseminedenise
Ya’ll rember when birthdays were days full of enjoyment and fun?
Now they are just filled with regret and self doubt. - How amazing
Reflecting on what’s ahead...it’s my birthday tomorrow. And the older I get the less I enjoy it. Because I don’t like the numbers climbing. However, after losing a parent so young to cancer, I know that’s the wrong way to look at a birthday. I should be thankful for the numbers climbing because that means I’m living. I’m alive. There is no reversal of the numbers. But they certainly can (and will) stop. So I need to appreciate the years adding up. I need to stop staring in the mirror and wondering if I look my age. I have to appreciate life for what it is. And there is so much to appreciate! Just today I was able to walk out my door and into the sunshine ☀️ and walk along the river with Murph. Then I came home and was able to FaceTime for hours with some of my lovely family who live far away. Life is not bad. Hopefully year 32 will be the best one yet ✨ #outhereontheprairie #32 #birthday #gettingolder (at North Dakota) https://www.instagram.com/p/B8nDMGeA9jY/?igshid=1l3zvyzeoqiux
Dear God Is This What You Created Us For 😫😫😫😫😭😭😭😭😭 😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😭But Seriously, Getting Older Is A Blessing Because Not A Lot Of Us Make It To See Old Age 👩🏾🦳👵🏾👨🏾🦳🧓🏾👴🏾#NoSpringChicken #GettingOlder #FineWine #AgingGracefully #YourOnlyAsOldAsYouFeel #OldHead #YoungGirl #CashDaComedyLady #FemaleFunnyPower #NorthPhillyGurl #Black_Ieshaa https://www.instagram.com/p/B7KQbX1hsdB/?igshid=81po0sbs2f8b