Saturday Salutations: Growing Old

2 Feb

GROWING OLD

There’s nothing pretty about growing old, or is there? There is no actual growing involved, but rather, a lot of shrinking, sagging, and deterioration. We may have pins in places and saggy faces, but the one thing we do have control over is our disposition. We can choose to be happy or decide to be miserable. I choose happy.

This morning, I called my sweet mother, as I do every morning and said, “Mom, when you get old, don’t ever get crabby!” She cheerfully agreed. Mom is eighty-five years old, and I don’t think I’ve ever seen her crabby, angry or mean spirited a single day in her life. Needless to say, she was a bit curious. I shared with her a few examples of some run-ins I’ve had with a group of cranky seniors who have nothing better to do than snarl at people, especially if others are having fun, laughing, or loud with merriment.

What causes people to act that way? There’s the stereotypical cartoon with the old person waving a wooden cane, and shouting, “Get off my lawn.” Are they so unhappy with their lives that they can’t stand to see people enjoying themselves? It’s not just seniors. I’m sure you know a few people who have a permanent scowl on their face. What’s with that?

I’ve actually gone out of my way to smile and make pleasant small talk with people I’ve run across with aforementioned affliction. Amazingly enough, I have gotten some very nice smiles and conversations in return. Maybe they were just having a bad day, and all they needed was a kind word to cheer them up. But, it doesn’t always work. All you can do is try.

I told Mom, “When I grow up, (I’m only sixty), I want to be just like YOU.” Even if I’m falling apart on the outside, I want to be shiny-new and young on the inside. So, if you ever see me with a scowl on my face, don’t worry. It’s probably just gas, and that too will “pass”.

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2 Responses to “Saturday Salutations: Growing Old”

  1. S Joplin February 3, 2013 at 4:26 am #

    When you get around an old crab, it sure makes you appreciate people who are pleasant, that’s for sure! Oh, when I grow up, I wanna be just like my Mom too 🙂

  2. Trini Armenta February 3, 2013 at 6:45 pm #

    Dear Mo

    Your “Growing old” blob is wonderful. I love it.I hope that I don’t grow old like that. I try to be happy. Why not? Ic canwake up in the morning and start a new day. WhatI do during that day is all up to me. Keep an upper lip (stiff upper lip) or something that will keep you from feelingsorry for yourself. God bless you. Besitos and huggs, love, your mom.

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