I haven't had a bunch of examples ahead of me to forewarn me or prepare me for this whole business of getting older. Most of the time, I forget how old I am. I still feel 40. I still think I am 40. So no, I am not thinking I am a teenager or a young adult or even a vibrant 30 year old. I just forget how old I really am. Until....
And here comes the hard part. Until I get up in the morning and start moving around and discover my hip isn't moving the way it should and when I force it, there is pain. Or when I am dressing I pull on a shirt over my head and my shoulder screams out in protest.
I have had some health issues for a long time so there are some things that are familiar to me and I place those in a certain category in my mind, not recognizing that those things might also be part of 'aging'.
I have so much ambition inside of me, to do, to go, to be, to play. It is difficult to realize that those things are now out of my reach. Don't take this the wrong way. I am not done. I am not giving up. I am trying to reconcile that which is and that which I think should still be.
Is this because I did not have older parents or older siblings to pave the path for me? Is this because I'm a forever optimist and dreamer that has trouble with life situations? Is this something you can relate to and sympathize with for me?
I want to hear how you deal with this. No matter where you are in years, you are older today than you were yesterday. How is it working for you?
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