already gone…

This year has gone by faster than I would have thought possible. It’s not so much “time flies when you’re having fun”–“time flies when you’re getting old” is closer to the truth.

Not that I’m old yet. There was a time when 53 would have seemed impossibly ancient. After all, I was still a child when someone or another warned the young to “never trust anyone over 30.” Heck, we’d all be dead by 30, right? Thirty is long gone for me and most of the people I know. We’re not only still alive, but for the most part still trustworthy. The wisdom and maturity part of aging still eludes me at times, but for the most part, I’m ok with getting older.

The only parts of youth I really miss are physical–not looks, but energy, flexibility and the general lack of lasting aches and pains. I’ve always had a bad back, and had to have surgery on it at one point. I learned to live with that. It’s hard to accept being unable to sit on the floor for fear of not being able to get up, or that it takes so much longer now to lose weight, or that walking short distances can be tiring when I could once walk miles without much thought.

And here it is after 11 p.m.–way past my bedtime. Sigh. I would rather be up till the wee hours playing Scrabble then walking to an all-night greasy spoon with friends for breakfast.

Of course, my love-hate relationship with greasy spoons and greasy food is another story.


4 responses to “already gone…

  1. I know right! It’s almost 2011 and I am thinking where 2010 went. Incidentally, I’m turning 30 next year 😀 Yes I know it’s just a number but sometimes I get freaked out thinking about it. Silly me 🙂

  2. Thanks for the inspiration for my Day 9 NaBloPoMo ( I combined aging with ‘What happens when you die’- sorry if that’s offensive! I am nearly 59 and my experience of aging is a little different to yours- luckily my physical abilities are still good, in fact many are a lot better than in childhood. Just imagine- you have been thinking about your weight for all those years- has it helped may life any more cheerful, or was it wasted effort? I never bothered worrying and ended up the same shape as all my friends! I haven’t started feeling a big change with any birthday milestone- even 50 was pretty mild. But I’m dreading 60 as the gateway to true “elder person/senior citizen” territory, although I’m not eligible for a government pension or my meagre superannuation until I’m at least 67.
    @Kate, above: 30 is childhood to me- I still felt like a kid and people at my party (the first significant party of my life) were just silly- sniffing nutmeg from the kitchen jar trying to get high!! We all got drunk and got terrible headaches, but everyone got home safely eventually!

  3. Pingback: Day 9 NaBloPoMo: What happens when I die? « Up & Down Like the Assyrian Empire!

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