There are some days when I feel full of energy and ready to leap tall buildings with a single bound and then I realize that I’m almost 77 and my cape has long since worn out. It’s then that my thoughts of conquering the world get set back on the shelf and I start to act my age.
When we reach this point in life, many of our friends have already gone to heaven. All our worldly goods are now considered antiques. We crash at 8:30 PM and rise at 5:30 AM. We put our teeth in a cup, our eyes and ears on the nightstand, roll out of bed with vigor, but are soon reminded that our muscles aren’t what they used to be and spend half an hour trying to stand upright Your body has lost the battle with gravity. Everything hangs about five inches lower than it used to.
Some folks refuse to grow old gracefully. Some are determined not to grow old. Some even try to upgrade their appearance with plastic surgery, body sculpting, makeup or a myriad of options to make themselves look younger. Other folks decide to go with the flow and let nature take its course. Many give up and actually grow older faster.
I think growing old requires a good sense of humor. For example, I ‘ve been struggling with hearing loss for a number of years. Hearing aids are not an option because of the cost. So I strain to hear the right words, but often fail. A couple nights ago, our neighbor was cutting his lawn. He’s a limo driver and has to do things like this at odd hours. My husband said, “Joe is mowing his lawn in the dark,” and I thought he said, “Joe is glowing in the dark.” I had to get a good look at that so ran to the window.
Last night, I was watching TV downstairs and Paul was upstairs. He asked me what I was watching and I said, “Antiques Roadshow.” He thought I said “Antique Road Kill.” He’s also losing his hearing, but won’t admit it yet.
We do a lot of hollering at each other, but we find a great deal of humor in some of the things we say or hear. We could instead become frustrated or grumpy about it, but it really is funny when you think about it. Being crispy isn’t so bad. When we reach heaven, we have the opportunity of being well done.
Dear, Lord – You have sustained my life for a long time now. You’ve given me strength when I need it; patience when things seem overwhelming; hope when it looks like nothing will ever be right; faith when I lack it; and perseverance when I think I can’t go on. Help me, in my old age, to put my focus on all you have done for me and give me the stamina to press on to heaven where perfection waits for me. Amen!