You’re Never Too Old
I've really had a hard time sleeping the last couple of weeks. I have a sleeping disorder but medication usually helps, at least some. But for some reason, my body is not responding and I walk around like a zombie all day. We have our grandkids today so sleepy or not, papaw has to play! You've heard the saying, "Growing old is not for sissies," and oh how true that is.
Sleeping problems are not the only thing that comes with aging. When I look in the mirror I'm shocked, and I shouldn't be. It seems like every time I look in the mirror I see new wrinkles, less hair, graying hair, sometimes a person I hardly recognize. If you're like me you wonder, “How did I get this old? It seems just like yesterday that I was a child, a teen, a young man.”
Today I must admit simply that I am old. Not an easy admission because when I was young I remember what I thought of old people. Old people were out of touch, could not do anything fun, mostly sat around getting older. Now I am one of them.
I can't do what I use to do but growing older does not have to be a burden. Though there are some things we simply must accept in an aging body including insomnia for some, we don't have to accept bitterness, grumpiness, or a complaining attitude.
Carl Doug talked about his grandmother and how she had collected dolls into her old age. He told how he always enjoyed the look on her face when she would pick one of them up. He said, "It was almost as if I could see the little girl still inside her."
I think that is the way to be. We ought to grow wiser, more understanding of the faults of others, and generally kinder in our later years. But I think it is important that somewhere inside we keep alive the child, the sense of wonder, the sense of excitement. It's true, the body is wasting away but we have the inward man that can be renewed daily. I refuse to be a grumpy old man! God Bless!!