Not so young in body

[jackjanderson]

As much as I like to try and stay young at heart, every once in a while my body decides to remind me of my ever-increasing age. Today is one of those days where my knees and back are quite loudly pointing out that I am in my 60s and have injuried myself numerous times over the last few decades.

I have spent much time today enjoying the relief brought to me by various analgesics and strategically placed hot and cold packs. My day has been mostly spent on the couch, with my legs up, a cat on my lap and my dog at my feet. Samantha and Lucy have been alternately curled up with me and caring for their old man. There was also some napping and some adult activities.

I've been reading 1984, playing Candy Crush Saga, listening to the Top Classical playlist on Spotify (50 best classical recordings from today's leading performers, including 2016 Grammy nominees) and watching season 1 of Bones. It's not a show that Lucy's a fan of but Samantha is a big fan of the 'here's a dead body, lets solve the case' type stories and I love detective.

Normally all of that would add up to the perfect rainy Satuday afternoon. But. Days like this when I'm feeling every single one of my years I start to wonder why my beautiful girls are with an old man like me. They're both younger than me and I can't help but think one day they'll wake up and realise I'm not in my 40s like I used to be. I've mentioned it before and Samantha always says she's not in her 30s any more either but I still think she's beautiful, which she is and I do. And then she smacks me and tells me to stop being so stupid.

And so I do.

Comments

[fictionish]

Sometimes I wish there was a like or love or thumbs up icon on DW because I often don't know what to say, but this was a nice read.

There are different ways people change over the course of lifetimes and relationships, not always right to maintain connections with other people but it sounds like you are doing it just fine. :)

[jackjanderson]

Thank you.
It's also been pointed out to me that if the situation was reversed and one of my girls was older than me, would I want them less. And of course I wouldn't.

[fictionish]

I think society kind of pushes the whole concept of the "upgrade" and always getting a newer, younger, less experienced model (in most things not just people!) but when you love someone, truly, you just love them. You fall in love with the Laugh-lines they've developed because you have laughed with them or the gray hairs because you've watched them grow in or how they used to hate some food that you slowly coaxed them into trying/tolerating/liking because it wasn't really dislike but improper introduction and you just. You love them. Nothing will replace those thoughts, those shared experiences, the memories. So you grow old together sharing all that. I think it's beautiful. I will love my husband as much in thr future as I love him now, and I will her ish how I've grown to understand him better.

[omnipotent]

This was such a lovely comment. I agree with your sentiment.

[fictionish]

Thank you :)

(it had so many typos from the autocorrect on my phone, I'm mortified!)

[jackjanderson]

That was beautifully put <3

[gwendraith]

I empathise, I'm 25 in my mind but my body feels 95 some most days. Naproxen is my friend. Your day sounds much like many of mine except I play WWF, Skype with family and I only have two cats for company. However, I am forever grateful for the many positives in my life and goodness, there are so many far worse ailments to suffer from than aches and pains. I hope you feel better today.

[omnipotent]

*hugs* I hope your body is feeling better today.

It sounds like your ladies are with you because they want to be with you, regardless of your "number". Don't sweat it, just enjoy their company.

[jackjanderson]

I'm feeling a lot less pained, yes, thank you. My girls got me some double choc chip cookies which definitely helped!