Old

Old. It's a word that those of us in my peer group wouldn't want used to describe us. Yet, it's true that our bodies are aging, getting, well... oldER, which I believe is not the same. To me old is a state of mind, it's a narrow way of looking at the world. It's being "stuck" in our way of doing things. Now, I'm not really sure how such a harmless 3 letter word got such a bad rap, but there it is.

I've been trying to figure out how to deal with "old" people, especially those who can't see how old they are. It would be easy to just ignore them, but I feel duty bound somehow to point this out to them, to show them some other way, some different way of looking at things, show them the excitement of stepping outside the box, as it were. At least that's the way I see it.

I don't consider myself old in that way. Sure I have a certain mindset about things, but I'd like to think I can see the other perspective and try living there for a bit. Not every time, not every situation, but often. Certainly often enough that I hope I would never be described using that 3 letter word!

Three cheers to never being "old"!