Wednesday, July 4, 2012
One Hundred Things My Mother Taught Me A Million Times – Chapter 89
#89 – “Socialize with people younger than yourself. It will
keep you young.”
All
of us have memories so crystalized that we remember the color of the air around
us, what we were wearing, where we were standing. One such moment for me was
the day I asked my mother why all her friends were so much younger. She said, “Because
they keep me young.” But I quickly realized the real reason mom hung out with people younger was because friends her
age were dead, and I think that was my first realization of my own
mortality. Life goes on, but not everyone is along for the ride.
What
must it feel like to watch your friends leave this world one by one? I remember feeling a little untethered when
my mom, my last remaining parent, died. And as the baby of my family, I think I’ll feel a similar loss,
when and if all my siblings go before me.
From
a less morose perspective, I can certainly relate to mom’s #89. It seems many people
my age, rubbed raw by the trials of life, can be cynical, grumpy and boring. So,
like mom, I gravitate towards young, optimistic, cheerful friends to buoy my
own attitude and to drag me out of my rut.
My
young and young-minded friends still believe in the possibilities of life, the
goodness of man and womankind, and the value of activism. They jump up and down
when they hear great music, are fearless and adventuresome, embrace
overindulgence, and stay up past 8 pm. All things I feel slipping from my grip.
Of
course I can’t give up my old, cynical, grumpy and boring friends because I’ve
fallen in love with them. They don’t
suffer fools, know when to hold ‘em and know when to fold ‘em, are packed full
of wisdom, always have your back, and don’t mind going to bed at 8 pm.
So
I have both old, cynical, grumpy friends, and young, optimistic, cheerful
friends, which is really nice.
Mom
was right. We should socialize with people younger than ourselves. And, I would
add, cling to and value friends who have stuck by us in spite of the fact that
we are old, cynical, grumpy and boring,
Have
a happy and safe 4th.
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Friends, family, 4th. My favorite blog yet. Happy 4th of July, friend. Ann Denkler
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DeleteSueAnn
Good one! I've missed your blogs - been too busy with grandchildren? OK, you are forgiven.
ReplyDeleteCharlena
Yes Charlena, busy with grandkids (wonderful), and my husband has suffer several strokes lately, (very unwonderful), but he is doing amazingly well considering so we are grateful for that.
ReplyDeleteIt tears at the heart to see those we love suffer the inevitable changes of aging. All the while we are surprised to find that our own bodies show the wear and tear of the years of being younger than our age. Where the heck did these age spots come from and why do my hands look like my mother's used to? It still surprises me that 30-somethings think I'm old. I like this picture of Mommy Wade. -Cameel
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