It took me a while to figure out what I would write for G. It's a day later, and I received a question last night about how I feel about growing old.
This is from someone who is always tired of people thinking she is 19. I complain, but people say, "you'll like that someday." Okay fine. I still enjoy the idea of growing older. I enjoy my life now in the present, but I think my gray hairs are beautiful, and I love older people because they've experienced so much.
My Granny passed away last November. I heard it said that when an old person dies, a whole library burns down. Granny had first hand knowledge of the Great Depression, WWII, the 50s, 60s, 70s, and she was a wealth of information. My grandfather Pappy was a Merchant Marine in WWII. My fiance interviewed him and videotaped it. I wish I had done that with Granny when she was more lucid. However, I just have the memories.
Anyway, the TV glorifies beauty and looking younger, but aging is a beautiful thing. Of course, I don't have the aches that come with it yet, but there is nothing as beautiful as an older person with wisdom and experience.
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