


My husband and I share a lot in common. One of those similarities is a pet peeve for the phrase “years young.” As in this annoying reference: “Oh, Aunt Pat? She’s 75 years young.”
No, she’s not.
Let’s call it like it is. The word is “old,” people. Let’s not be afraid to use it. After all, there’s a big difference between fourteen-year-old knees and forty-year-old knees (and I would know because I’ve already achieved the latter before actually reaching the age).
I turned 38 years OLD today. I don’t feel like I’ve been around that long. But I feel that old today. Ask me about it on other days, and I’ll tell you that I still feel 28.
I miss listening to radio and completely “getting” everything. The music station I flip over to most often is geared toward 18-25 year old men and while I love the music, I generally don’t understand the mentality of its callers.
I miss being young enough to change my mind and set a new course without others questioning it on my résumé.
I miss being able to squat. I mean, really squat (due to my aforementioned 40+ age-old knees).
But with age do come some benefits. I don’t hesitate to speak my mind when I’m unhappy at a store or restaurant anymore. As I get older, I’m less inclined to worry about what others think and more concerned with justice. How noble of me, huh?
What I like best is that I have something to say now. Okay, I definitely had something to say when I got out of college, but now I wonder if it was really what I believed or just what I knew based on what others had told me.
With age comes wisdom – that’s what I’ve heard. And quite a few bumps and scratches along the way (hence those Ice Age knees again). But it also means that when I state my belief now, there’s some personal truth behind it.
To others, I still might be off my rocker, but to me, I’m being authentic.
How old are you feeling today?
"You're never too old to become younger!"
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