When I was a kid, the last thing I wanted to do was get old. When you’re young you don’t care about how long you live. You just want to have fun and for the most part, live day-to-day, moment-by-moment.
Most of the older people I knew back then were crotchety, complained a lot, dressed funny, and seemed like they weren’t enjoying life at all. What appeared to make them happy was making everyone else miserable.
The only exception to the rule was my Granddad, who event though he looked his age, never acted like it. He always had a twinkle in his eye, a spring in his step, was active and seemed to love life and everyone around him.
Even so, when I was 13 years old my friend and I did some research on the OUIJA board and I asked the scariest question I could think of: When was I going to die? The board answered 28 years old. I remember being fine with that since it seemed so far away.
However, now that I have lived long past 28 years, I have to tell you, life has been a fun, wild, challenging ride and I don’t intend to settle for any less just because I have officially reached senior citizen status.
On the contrary, I think the second half of life is when we need to really go for it. After all, what are we waiting for? It really can be a great time in our lives, and even the best time if we can finally learn to make our health and happiness a priority, instead of going after money and fame and trying to please everyone but ourselves. We can even go back to how it was when we were children——having fun, living day-by-day, moment-by-moment.