Growing Old Gracefully

June 7, 2012 at 7:35 am | Posted in Life and Living | 1 Comment
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This week, I had the pleasure of celebrating my fiance’s grandmother’s 84th birthday with his family.  I, myself, lost my last grandparent when I was only 12, so I certainly have missed out on having a connection to an older generation as I became an adult, so for me, it really is a treat to be able to share this day with her.

The things I always imagined I missed out on in not having grandparents, however, are not what I see when I look at her.  I always pictured older people sitting back in rocking chairs, tellings stories of their youth, reminiscing about how things were better in their day, simpler even.  But with her, while I occasionally hear stories about her past, she more often than not talks about what’s going on in the current day.  Who got kicked off of Dancing with the Stars?  When is the next poker game?  Who wants to drive to the diner?

Her “in the moment” attitude goes well with the fact that she doesn’t look 84.  When I first met her back in 2005 (making her 77 at the time) I didn’t actually know she was my fiance’s grandmother.  She could easily pass for a woman in her 50s or 60s, even be mistaken for an aunt.

It’s not that she isn’t that wise woman that everyone pictures going to for life advice. I’m sure she has plenty.  It’s that she doesn’t talk as though she has already lived her life the way that some older people do.  She is very much still living it, and that’s the piece that I admire and aspire to.

Because old age is hard to be comfortable with.  Where I stand now, it is really hard to picture where I will be in 40 years.  What will I have accomplished? Will I be satisfied with the way I lived? Will I be able to continue to live life looking forward? In experiencing her life I know that if I go on with an attitude of continued living, I too, can achieve old age, age gracefully, and enjoy myself to the very end.

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  1. My grandmother lived to be 92, but only the last few years did she really slow down. I could see her age when she spoke of sibblings and friends who passed away, she missed them all but knew she would join them soon.

    So yeah, life is too short to live in the past. Get on with it and enjoy each day!

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