Feeling my Age plus Ten.

I'm okay with getting older.  I hurt all the time, my body betrays me regularly, I can't fall and jump up like a young person can.  BUT what is getting to me is losing the generation that came before mine.  My mother and father's generation.

Perhaps it bothers me more, because my parents and my husband's folks passed so young.  To say that pissed me off is an understatement.  But yesterday I went to a funeral of a family friend that lived a good long life, and somehow it didn't seem like we had her long enough.  More than 80 years on earth with her and I still don't think this is good enough.

Someday, hopefully many many, MANY days from now when I leave this plain I hope that I don't set off all these strange emotions in my friends and family.

I promised myself when I buried a friend who was all of 36, I would never go to another funeral where the guest of honor was under the age of 80.  Now I seem to do nothing but go to funerals.

I guess I'm at the age where I'm figuring out I have more life behind than ahead and there is still so much to do!

I kind of get it.  William Shatner use to complain about Lenard Nimoy retiring.  He just can't imagine doing that.  There's so many things to do, and see.  He has books to write, places to go, people to meet, film to watch...etc.  The man is as of today, a few weeks short of turning 89, and still grabbing life by the balls.  His only complaint is that "there isn't enough time".

I so get that.

Time to stop whining, it's such a waste of time, that I don't have.

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