As I age, the activities and accomplishments of my children and grandchildren become more and more important to me. When they were so little and wide-eyed, I took great pleasure in their joy too. Perhaps I was recalling my own milestones, and perhaps, vicariously, re-living one of my own special moments as I watched them enjoy theirs.
Recently, however, more and more of their milestones have served to open my eyes to the facts of life. I am getting pretty darn old. When a GRANDCHILD celebrates a first driver's license, or their 21st birthday, (!!!) my jaw just drops. My two daughters "celebrated" turning 40! And next month my son-in-law will be 50! I have to spell that out: FIFTY! How can that be? Holy Cow Man!
Now my spouse and I are drawing Social Security and I have a MEDICARE card.
I recently attended my own Mother's birthday when she reached 85. She says to me:
"Now you and I are more or less in the same generation, right? Both drawing Social Security and both hard of hearing."
Well, I heard that well enough. Thankfully, my own middle-aged kids weren't around to share that moment.