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How did this happen? I Am My Grandparents!

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A man knows when he is growing old because he begins to look like his father. Gabriel Garcia Marquez
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Lately when I look in the mirror what I see is a reflection of my grandparents.  I ask myself when did I become them.  White hair, bags under the eyes, and a host of other signs happening in my body.

I do find that I am comfortable with the fact that I am the grandfather of three beautiful grandchildren.  Yet, they are a reminder that time is passing by.  The oldest one is now twelve years old.  My best friend tells me he hates standing at the microwave waiting for the timer to reach zero. He declares it is just one more reminder how time is slipping away.

Days seem to morph together, nights seem longer, interests seem to wane.  Even the capacity to remember basic things like what happened the day before.  I play Mahjong on my computer thinking this will keep my memory sharp.

My mind sometimes wanders into a second world, one where I start to experience the onset of dementia.  I have watched my best friend’s mother slip away due to that. Been here when my friend would sit down in my living room and cry after visiting his mom.  Nancy Reagan called it “the long goodbye” when speaking about President Ronald Reagan.

So, I sometimes find myself looking for Ponce de León’s fountain of youth.  I ask you, how do you feel about growing older?

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  1. Angie

    The thought of growing older used to scare me but not because of what would be happening to me but because of all the wonderful people that I loved and held dear that would undoubtedly leave me. The thought of going through yet another loss scared me the most. Most of those people are now gone (with the exception of my children) and that doesn’t scare me as much because I know I can get through anything.
    I dislocated my knee the other day and the next day my hip was popping in strange ways. I adjust my glasses to read fine print, groan when I get up from the couch and all sorts of weird things have been happening in nearly every joint in my body. I find myself saying that it must be the weather. LOL! I’m trying to embrace aging naturally and I’m not even very old yet haha!
    You mentioned dementia. I had a visit with my Grandpa who has dementia and it made me realize how little I understand it. I ordered a book called “The Last Ocean, A Journey Through Memory and Forgetting” by Nicci Gerrard. I’m only a couple of chapters in but I’m already grateful I got it. I’m looking forward to writing a post about it.

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    1. Rethinking Scripture

      Angie the thought of having dementia scares me. Not knowing if recognizing my daughter of my grandchildren.
      I will look up the book you mentioned
      Thank you Angie for sharing your thoughts!.

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  2. Chelsea Owens

    Does anyone enjoy it? I’m only the parent (not grandparent) of a 13-year-old, and see the gray hairs and sagging lines. I’m watching my parents’ generation get tired, get new knees, get conservative political opinions… It’s just one of those things we have to accept and make the best of, probably.

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    1. Rethinking Scripture

      Yeah Angie, around here we have a running joke about getting older. We all have something in common our doctor visits and our meds…lol

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  3. rware20

    I am actually a CNA on a dementia, Alzheimers, and mental health unit and I find that it is so hard to watch and care for those who can no longer do for themselves but it has been enlightening for me. Made me gain a whole new respect for those before me. Also, made me like interacting with people older than me then most immature young adults my age. This subject also hits home for me because June 3, 2018 I lost my grandmother to Alzheimer’s at the age of 82. It was hard for me because I watched a studious, strong willed woman who did everything by herself and for everyone else rapidly decline into someone who couldn’t even speak or recognize me. She took B-12 vitamins which helped but there is no cure so she eventually slipped away. What do I think about aging? I feel as though it was yesterday that I was 2 and so naive to the world and now I am 21 with a child. I feel like as I watch her grow I know there is not much time left. I will blink and she’ll be graduating HS, blink again I’ll have grandchildren, and blink once more and my eyes will forever be closed. Life is dwindling and bittersweet that is what I think of getting older.

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  4. rware20

    I am actually a CNA on a dementia, Alzheimers, and mental health unit and I find that it is so hard to watch and care for those who can no longer do for themselves but it has been enlightening for me. Made me gain a whole new respect for those before me. Also, made me like interacting with people older than me then most immature young adults my age. This subject also hits home for me because June 3, 2018 I lost my grandmother to Alzheimer’s at the age of 82. It was hard for me because I watched a studious, strong willed woman who did everything by herself and for everyone else rapidly decline into someone who couldn’t even speak or recognize me. She took B-12 vitamins which helped but there is no cure so she eventually slipped away. What do I think about aging? I feel as though it was yesterday that I was 2 and so naive to the world and now I am 21 with a child. I feel like as I watch her grow I know there is not much time left. I will blink and she’ll be graduating HS, blink again I’ll have grandchildren, and blink once more and my eyes will forever be closed. Life is dwindling and bittersweet that is what I think of getting older.

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