For the most part I don’t feel old, I can still pretty much do whatever I want to do both mentally and physically. That is if I can remember what I want to do, and which part of my body to use for its performance. I still feel I look the same as I did, if I don’t put on my glasses and I don’t go anywhere near fluorescent bulbs. So, why then is everything so different?
My husband and I went to an art show in Hollywood on Saturday night and as we left the gallery we realized we were ony a block away from Geisha House, the restaurant/club our younger son works at. Note re: son. He is a musician/waiter, we have every confidence he will be a complete success in his chosen career, the question will we still be alive to see it.
Anyway, we walk over just to say hello and because we rarely ever show up there, we are welcomed by the entire staff and invited to stay and have a drink. This turns into a bite to eat and so we agree. Allow me to describe this place, very expensive, excellent food, loud music, dark and a 20’s and 30’s crowd of great looking people! As we are having a drink and dinner, I glance around me and realize that as hard as I try to look good, for my age, I could actually be the bulk of these people’s’ grandmother.
When did this happen, it seems only yesterday I felt comfortable in these trendy spots. Now I feel like a pet, a loved pet, a cute pet but none the less a pet. I realize now that it wasn’t yesterday but at least, 25 years since these were our haunts’ and even then we were pressing it. Do not misinterpret my point, I don’t want to hang out in these places, I just don’t want to be out-of-place in these places.
Would I be a happier camper if I didn’t feel so well and didn’t still look OK, could I then finally feel old or at least older. I am thinking no, because everyone I speak with seems to have the same feeling, not realizing how old we are, I don’t feel a day over 38. Where are all these young people coming from? And why can’t any of them remember the 1970’s or even the 1980’s? How can all these kids have kids and mortgages and great careers. Where was I when “they took over”. Why didn’t I notice the guys in the White House becoming younger than me. Now this one could be my son, how can I be expected to trust a “kid” to lead the free world. What happened to white-haired old men, I could look up to? Don’t get me wrong I think President Obama is a perfectly good leader, I just can’t get used to the free world being in the hands of a young person, although I am sure that to most Americans he is a mature adult. As I recall Jack Kennedy seemed old to me and Lyndon Johnson was ancient!
I guess this would be the example of a quote I heard awhile back and can not remember who said it. “We don’t all grow up, but we do all grow older.”