The speed limit years…

27 Feb

It strikes me that everything really does come full circle. When I turned 55, I tried to make the best of it. I joked with everyone about getting my “senior citizen” coffee discount, but it was a lot like turning 13 in reverse. Entering your teen years was likeDon’t Knock The Rock! visiting this awkward new world. You weren’t old enough to do what the “big kids” were doing, but you took no joy in playing with kids younger than you anymore. At 55, I wanted to have nothing to do with people older than me, but I realized I was the one getting old in my kids eyes. Now, as I’m approaching 60, it’s like being a teenager all over again. Society doesn’t trust me to drive, wonders if I know enough to vote, and hates my music. When I was younger, I couldn’t wait to be on my own… now I wonder if anyone will take care of me. I got through the agony and stress of my teenage years by listening to music. Now, I’m listening to the SAME music to get through the “sunset years” of my life. What do I have to look forward to? Outliving all existing speed limits so I can drool on my great-grandchildren. Ain’t life great?

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Posted by on February 27, 2007 in Chuck's thoughts...


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