Seniors Kick Ass!

I am in my forties, approaching my fifties with confidence, and actually looking forward to my sixties. Crazy, you say? But there are advantages to those golden years!

At my age, I have a lot to say, and less time to say it. So, if I offend people by getting right to the point, TOO BAD! I have to get my thoughts out there before my short term memory glitch kicks in and my brilliant observation or astute criticism is lost forever. I know everyone wants to benefit from my wise witticisms, so my forthrightness will just have to be excused. Get over it.

This is one of the joys of ageing — bluntness. Older people seem to be masters at “telling it like it is”. They can cut to the chase and expound concisely on any subject. And the younger folk sit back and listen in silent reverence…or perhaps it is horrified shock. No matter. People tend not to debate with seniors. It may be that youth regard old folk with respect, or think they’re batty. Don’t care. As long as I can look forward to voicing my opinions without being confronted.

My granny was a hard-nosed realist, and I used to laugh (internally) at her quirky comments, marvelling at how tactless she could sometimes be, but never dared question her. Now I understand that she just didn’t want to mess about. She had no fear of judgement, and no qualms about her opinions, even if they stung a little. I look back now and appreciate her honest and open way, but perhaps she could have been a tad more considerate of people’s feelings.

I grim maniacally and rub my hands when I imagine myself with grey hair, my grandkids at my mercy, forced to listen my musings. One of the many benefits of ageing.

I have no problem getting older…not that I am ancient, YET. I’m really not bothered about the lines and sagging, because with the fading of the façade comes an interior renovation that kicks ass! Out with the self-doubt! Tear down the walls that confine or paint over them with self-contentment. Remove the clutter of want and relax into the minimalism of need.

Let’s change the old adage, “Over the hill,” to “Cresting the peak.” And remember brilliant quotes like:

  • “Women may be the one group that grows more radical with age.” ~ Gloria Steinem
  • “It’s paradoxical that the idea of living a long life appeals to everyone, but the idea of getting old doesn’t appeal to anyone.” ~ Andy Rooney
  • “Wisdom comes with winters.” ~ Oscar Wilde
  • “Old age is no place for sissies!” ~ Bette Davis
  • “I have reached an age when, if someone tells me to wear socks, I don’t have to.” ~ Albert Einstein
  • “By the time you’re eighty years old you’ve learned everything. You only have to remember it.” ~ George Burns

There is a sort of peace that settles into the crevices and softens the edges of life. Peace with who you’ve become and knowledge that you have learned just about all you’re going to learn, or all you want to learn, and you’re going to pass your sage advice on to someone, damn it, whether they like it or not!

Growing older means appreciating what you have and who you are. With age comes wisdom and a certain freedom to speak your mind and say, “To hell with what you think of me. I am who I am!”

Feel free to ask me a question about anything…I promise to be (brutally) honest!

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