The other day I was messaging with my oldest grandson. He sent me a picture and article about the cremation tree. Although that really interests me and I think it's a great idea, my husband and I have already made our arrangements and I told him that. We were back and forth on the subject. He thought it was nice that we could talk about such things. I told him that death is just another part of life. He agreed but said that sometimes "people of age" don't want to talk about it.
PEOPLE OF AGE!!! What? Is that what I am? When did THAT happen? I certainly don't feel like a person of age. What does that even mean?
I talk about my father's "wisdoms" a lot, but my mother also imparted much wisdom to me. When I was in high school she told me to really enjoy that time. She said, "Once you graduate, time goes fast. All of a sudden, you're old." I tried to remember that and live accordingly. Now, all of a sudden I'm a "person of age". When mom was nearing her death I remember her commenting, "How did this 18 year old girl get into this 88 year old body?" That's kind of how I feel. In spite of what is going on chronologically, I still feel young. I don't feel like I'm winding down. I feel like I'm just starting to wind up. Even though I'm a "person of age", I've decided to make the rest of my life, the best of my life.