On Thursday, my co-podcaster, Shaun, and husband guy, takes over the blog.
He’s adorable. I hope you’ll read what he says even if he does occasionally sound like a surfer dude from the 1990s or Captain Pontification. And no, we don’t always agree. 🙂
Tomorrow is my birthday and I will be the ripe old age of 53. My younger brother and I share a birthday, but we are not twins amazingly. In fact, we are thirteen years apart which means he will be celebrating his fortieth birthday, one of many milestones which I have already surpassed.
I figured this out yesterday after thinking about our birthdays and whipping out my Texas Instruments calculator for some advanced math.
Then I got a little jealous! Oh, to be forty again. Or hell, even fifty!
I remember the younger days when things were so much easier.
I used to say, “I have to run upstairs for something,” and I would dash up the stairs and be back in a flash. Now, I don’t run up the stairs and as a matter of fact, I don’t go up the stairs for “something.” I wait. I wait until I need to retrieve multiple items or do multiple tasks, or a combination of both.
Stairs are not so much fun when a joint feels like it might just stop supporting your body weight at any minute or you can hear one or more of those precious mechanisms clicking and clacking as you go up or down. Climbing those stairs has to be worth the effort damn it!
Me, who lacks any vanity whatsoever, find myself constantly stopping in front of the bathroom mirrors to check for extra-long eyebrow hairs or any ear or nose hairs long enough to grasp. I promised my younger self long ago that I would not be one of those old men with stray hairs popping out from every orifice on his head. I am going to honor my word until I can no longer raise a pair of tweezers above shoulder level!
And then there is bed.
It wasn’t very long ago when I could get into bed and still be awake for an hour or two. Now I am pretty much asleep before my head even hits the pillow. Shoot, Carrie had to wake me up the other night to tell me to get my other leg into bed. Not back under the covers, just onto bed for the first time!
Being a male, I still love the loving and still believe in my head that I am seventeen and it is the driving force for even being alive. But, I don’t remember any of the following phrases from when I was a teenager or, well, up until a few years ago.
“Ow! You are on my hair!”
“What, I am not even fully naked yet.”
“My knee, my knee!”
“Sorry, I lost my balance.”
“Oh crap! I have to stop for a second.”
“Are you okay?”
“Aggghhhhhhh! Yes, I just have a cramp in my hamstring.”
“I can’t wait to get to bed, I am going to ravish you like never before!”
Later in bed, “ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ!”
Both of those were me by the way.
And lastly, “Holy crap, that was amazing!”
“What, I couldn’t understand you.”
“Let me catch my breath and get my heartrate back down, please.”
“Are you okay? Are you having a heart attack?”
“I don’t think so.”
“Good because the commercial break is just ending!”
I purposefully did not put any identifying markers on that dialogue, but I think you can figure out what lines belong to the old man.
In reality, I am very thankful for my physical and mental condition at my age and even more thankful for my life in general. One of the beautiful things about growing older is that you can compare yourself to some of your peers and realize just how lucky you are. I consider myself (and Carrie as well) very lucky and blessed to have all that we have!
So, don’t sweat the years, rejoice in them and appreciate the miles gone by and look forward to the road ahead.
As always, remember to Love Your Way Through It!
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