Been a While-Two Birthdays Around The Corner

Barclay and I have been discussing the many topics we could share with you, our loyal fans. We have so much we want to say, but the immediacy of birthdays nudged us both to put our thoughts on aging back on the table. My birthday is in a day and Barclay’s next month. We are one year apart. We both struggle with the advancing numbers that we see in print and find it hard to believe we could be this old! How did we get here?!

People sometimes tell me I look good “for my age”. Some nice folks may even remark, “I just can’t believe you’re blank-years old!” (purposely left for you to guess!) — but admittedly these comments are coming less frequently. These days no one blinks an eye when I request my senior discount!

I’ve said before I come from a family where age was never discussed. My mother hated the fact that she was getting older. She was a type one diabetic in the days before high tech blood sugar management, and sadly, she didn’t make it past 71. My dad made it to 87, pretty impressive for a man who had a quadruple bypass operation twenty years earlier.

So even if I am blessed to take after my father, the fact is, along the way my face will succumb to gravity. As I approach my upcoming blankety-blank birthday, I can no longer look in the mirror and see the image I want to see. The lines around my mouth are more pronounced. My eyes have more than fine lines and I’m waiting for my neck to get that floppy, loose skin – fondly called a turkey neck. (I’m overdue! Maybe, it will come as a birthday present!) And here’s another lovely rite of passage…I have cataracts! This layer of cloudiness on my eyes needs to be removed; it is not like a banana which you can throw away when it’s overripe! Surely, hearing aids are around the corner! (We will save the topic of cataracts, colonoscopies, and clumsiness for another cheery post!)

Yes, there are treatments that can make you look younger and I have tried some of them (pandemic got in the way last year), but the truth is that I have lived the majority of my life already. That’s a scary statement to come to terms with. The adage “Age is just a number” was probably said by a twenty-something millennial! Easy for you to say when you have your whole life ahead of you!

As each birthday comes and goes, however many I am blessed with, I vow to keep active, both mentally and physically. I say, stretch those muscles, work that brain, do puzzles, play Scrabble, un-jumble words. We are not our parent’s generation who retired to a lounge chair and early bird specials. We are the generation that forged new paths, blazed new trails that our daughters and sons could reap the rewards from.

We won’t go quietly! We never did. So, get that treatment buy that lip gloss, do that down dog, and be happy you get to see another year go by!

Happy early birthday to Barclay and happy birthday to me!

Takeaways

-Every morning when you open your eyes, be happy you did! It’s not a given.

-You don’t have to tell anybody how old you are! You could always adopt Ben’s tactic – my dad inflated his age by ten years to prompt a response of, “Wow!! You look GREAT!”

As always, enjoy the ride!

xox Barclay and Joy

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