by Dianne
I am turning 65 this month and simply cannot believe it. Now I know that it isn't old but yet I remember when my parents turned 65 and I am now feeling like I am them. I have many friends that are older or close to my age and they all seem so much younger. This is just a little mental thing I am pondering over....silly
This has been a year (like50) that has bothered me. I been bomb barded with information from any place that wants you for a Medicare supplement and Medicare itself. There have been so many things to read and call on and still have a question mark on your face as you hang up from the conversation. Surely, I am not the first person to in counter all this medical attention. At 50, I didn't like getting all the AARP things but this is much worse. Do I want Part A or Part B or would I just like Part D......"scream"
My grandchildren are quick to point out that I am getting older. They told me when I "start smelling like an old person" they would let me know so I could change it. I wonder what an old person really smells like? They are the ones guiding me on how to put on eye shadow or liner so I look "cool". How I have done it for all these years.....I must have been wrong! They are now planning on how old I will be to see my great-grandchildren some day and remember one time my grandson thought I was alive when Lincoln was killed.
Yes, there are some positives....like being alive and fairly healthy; getting social security and medicare and best of all is being retired. But when I hear on our news about a new highway or light rail that will be done in the year 2020......I often wonder if I will be here to see it. I can't do all the things I used to do even though in my mind I think I'm 30 and can do anything. The body has a way of reminding you of just how old you are now. I don't think next year will bother me but 65 means my next big one is 70. Do I wish I was younger.....yes.....I would like to be about 50 again....maybe do some things differently but the age....yea, bring it on little genie in the bottle.
I can see that my younger husband (of one year) and I stay home more and enjoy it. When I look out that window and see that snow falling, I usually cancel whatever I have planned for the day now that I don't "have" to get out in it for work. We have just settled down.
My hair will always be auburn (never gray); my nails will always be nice and hopefully those chin hairs will never be visible. I threaten my daughter in case I am ever in a home that those things have priority. Yes, I guess I am vain even after all these years. I volunteer for the Bingo at the nursing home and sometimes someone mistakes me as a resident...now we have badgers....,much better.
I just wondered if anyone else gets these feelings as they reach or have reached a certain age. I'm not sad but I am still in disbelief that I am 65 years old!!!









