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Age is just a number

"Someday if we're lucky, we'll get old enough
To finally be embarrassed by the crazy things we've done
Be just like our parents, responsible and bland
No risk, no excitement hey let's get it while we can 'cause"

Listening to this song, I remembered seeing the movie "Best Friends" with my parents when I was about 10 or 11 years old.  I remember my Mom being SHOCKED at the concept of a couple taking a shower together!

A few years later, I went looking for Mom and couldn't find her ANYWHERE!  Daddy was in the shower and I knocked on the door to ask if he knew where she was.  Mom popped her head out from behind the curtain.  I said, "Oh, there you are.  I thought Daddy was taking a shower."  Suddenly, his big bass voice bellows out from the shower, "I am!"  Mom got this stoopid grin on her face and they both started giggling like teenagers!  I was so dumbfounded and utterly speechless (a rarity for me in those days) that I completely forgot what I was gonna ask her and just ran out in a humiliated huff!  Their laughter followed me all the way to the other side of the concrete block house.  I pretended to be furious to the point of not speaking to them for about an hour afterwards... but secretly, I was thrilled!  What kid DOESN'T want to see her parents in love and acting like twitterpated bunnies in a Disney flick?

I thought that kind of love was my birthright.  Hell, my grandfather had a prescription for Viagra and threatened to carry my then 80+yo grandmother up the stairs to ravish her!  Now, I'm trying NOT to imagine being their age... and alone.

On the bright side, what I still have from them is the knowledge that age is nothing but a number.  I can act whatever age I feel in my heart!  The trouble is finding others to share in my adventures.  I don't fancy becoming a Cougar, but so many of my friends seem content to just grow old.


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Mar. 27th, 2013 09:43 pm (UTC)
Speaking as someone in their 40s who looks around them and sees all these people my age being nothing but banal and boring, neutered versions of what they once were, I can relate. I "still" listen to music supposedly for people half my age, play wargames & paint miniatures, play and run RPGs, and when people look down their nose at me, I just shrug and say "I'm not the one growing old, here," to myself. They have more money than me, but think of what they've sacrificed to get that money--and not be able to enjoy it because they've died inside. Not me. I may not be a wild and crazy guy, but I'm still young at heart. With the bonus/burden (sometimes) or perspective.
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