From the Editor's keyboard By Lynda Duffy email@example.com Musings, thoughts and ideas from Lynda Duffy, editor of Williams/Grand Canyon News.
Thursday, November 11, 2010
Embracing age gracefully
Lynda Duffy Former Editor
A few years ago, I had an epiphany after running into a high school classmate at the grocery store. When I saw him in the bread aisle, I immediately recognized him - he was the mirror image of his father back in the day. I was so glad to see him, but so hoped my shock at his appearance did not show.
I ran home and searched my own face in the mirror. Did I look like my own mother back in the day? Did I look the same to my friend as I did back in the day? I thought I didn't really look that old. After all, most of the time I still feel like I did over 30 years ago. Many of my beliefs are the same. I listen to the same type of music. I try to be cool.
But, ultimately, I realized that day I had indeed turned into my parents. Thirty years ago, I was going to be the coolest mom ever - letting my children make all their own decisions on whom to date, whom to hang out with and even what to drink. My children would have no curfews. I would never interfere with their lives. That so did not happen. I dictated everything my children did as I raised them.
I realized I, too, am growing older. That day, I decided to embrace advancing age with grace and dignity. I made a list of everything cool about getting older. My confidence increased with age. I really don't care what other people think of me or what I am wearing. I no longer have to care for small children. I don't have to make a nutritious dinner every night. I do not have to prove myself to others. I am wiser. Store clerks no longer waste my time by asking to see proof of age when I buy alcohol. I have more money to spend on me. I have more free time. The list goes on.
My decision was affirmed several weeks later. I was in a casino in Laughlin where Kid Rock was playing. Prior to the beginning of the show, the casino was packed with concert-goers. I was playing video poker at a bar when I noticed a scantily clad lady, several years older than me, sipping a glass of wine a few seats down. Her choice of clothing made her appear ... well ... old. She was going on and on about seeing Kid Rock live and how hot he was. Sadly she was old enough to be the young man's mother. I realized just because someone believes they can rock it, sometimes they just should not. I vowed to dress my age. Life is too short to look and act like an old fool.