We all have a photo album of our memories to share. Things to benchmark the passing of time that was our life. Silly things, often, things you wouldn't imagine as a writer or as a youngster one trying to identify with one who is growing old.
Series finales, for example, startle me. It could be a series I never even watched, and here it's been on six, eight years and is now wrapped. Things that happened 15 years ago were like only yesterday. My childhood seems more like an old movie I once saw a long time ago... or that it was my father's childhood as I imagined it as he told me of it... but no, it was mine...
Ancient history...
People so young (then) are now so old or have passed on. And face it, we 40 + year olds have ridden on the coat tales of the leading edge of the Baby Boom all of our lives. Everything they did was with a big bang and we were just along for the ride. Our generation already went through the Fabulous Forties and Frolicking Fifties and now Sexy Sixties (or whatever they are calling themselves).
In a way, it feels kind of like we've been cheated. Don't get me wrong. They were just living life in a big way and to the fullest. But at the same time it was also "all about them" all arrows point to where they are. Most may not understand where I am coming from.
And if this is confusing or depressing, please move on to another thread. I am feeling blue.
Our generation is the "Me" generation. Most other generations gave something back. Ours only took. And that's a big part of what just happened in the financial market. We're quick to blame the banks, insurance companies, etc. But we were the generation on watch. We allowed and participated in the greed. And no one is listening to sound advice about how to fix the problem.
It would require the "Me" generation to give something back.
I look in the mirror and I see an old man I don't recognize. My 72 year old mother-in-law said before she passed 14 years ago "I'm still 20 in here" pointing to her heart and then to her mind. That fits me to a tea. I "feel" much younger than I am. My body does not. But inside I feel ageless, in my prime, whatever age that is. It must be a personal dichotomy when the body is no longer able to keep up with the spirit within.
I mean I know we have all of eternity in store for us in Christ. But this growing old business is not fabulous. It's depressing.
Series finales, for example, startle me. It could be a series I never even watched, and here it's been on six, eight years and is now wrapped. Things that happened 15 years ago were like only yesterday. My childhood seems more like an old movie I once saw a long time ago... or that it was my father's childhood as I imagined it as he told me of it... but no, it was mine...
Ancient history...
People so young (then) are now so old or have passed on. And face it, we 40 + year olds have ridden on the coat tales of the leading edge of the Baby Boom all of our lives. Everything they did was with a big bang and we were just along for the ride. Our generation already went through the Fabulous Forties and Frolicking Fifties and now Sexy Sixties (or whatever they are calling themselves).
In a way, it feels kind of like we've been cheated. Don't get me wrong. They were just living life in a big way and to the fullest. But at the same time it was also "all about them" all arrows point to where they are. Most may not understand where I am coming from.
And if this is confusing or depressing, please move on to another thread. I am feeling blue.
Our generation is the "Me" generation. Most other generations gave something back. Ours only took. And that's a big part of what just happened in the financial market. We're quick to blame the banks, insurance companies, etc. But we were the generation on watch. We allowed and participated in the greed. And no one is listening to sound advice about how to fix the problem.
It would require the "Me" generation to give something back.
I look in the mirror and I see an old man I don't recognize. My 72 year old mother-in-law said before she passed 14 years ago "I'm still 20 in here" pointing to her heart and then to her mind. That fits me to a tea. I "feel" much younger than I am. My body does not. But inside I feel ageless, in my prime, whatever age that is. It must be a personal dichotomy when the body is no longer able to keep up with the spirit within.
I mean I know we have all of eternity in store for us in Christ. But this growing old business is not fabulous. It's depressing.
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