On Being 60 ….(LWILT#22)
.…or Last Week I Learnt That #22 – It Will Be fine!
On Thursday 26th January 2012 I will be 60.
I don’t want to be 60! It is the only ‘BIG – 0’ that I’ve had a problem with. I have friends who went through quite major life crises when they reached those other milestones. I was fine with being 30, then 40 and even 50 had no fears. But 60!!
I’ve made myself think about what is different this time. I think it is all the ‘stuff’ that goes with it. Talks of pensions, discounts, bus passes and allowances. It’s having to move to the next age box when filling out a questionnaire. It’s the fear of Stanna Stair Lift adverts coming through the door along with mobility bikes! These things make me feel like I’m moving onto a different planet; being moved away from the rest of the world. I’ve talked to hubby about it (he’s a Spring chicken at 56!) and said I won’t apply for things like a rail card or reduced membership fees for the National Trust. That way I won’t have to acknowledge it!
However, during my party which was a Chinese meal with 15 very good friends(take a look at my cake!), I realized that 60 is now the new 40. They tell me I don’t look like a 60 year old. I certainly don’t feel like I imagined I’d feel when I got here. I suppose I have some family history baggage that gets in the way. Sadly I lost my mum, dad and elder brother when they were 61 so I’m sure somewhere in my psyche there is the fear that I’ve not got long to go.
My other brother is fighting fit at 70 though so I’m concentrating on him and hoping to visit him in New Zealand before too long. In the meantime, I will take advantage of the ‘silver offers’. No doubt I’ve paid for them over the years. I have also issued an invitation for another party in 2022. Pop it in your diary and do come along and join me!!
How do you deal with the passing years? Was there one BIG number that scared you?