Age is only a concept

How very true. We are as old as we feel, which ranges from 90 to 9, so we average it out by acting our shoe size.
My Dad once said he felt like a 16 year and my Mum said he couldn’t have one. They were like that, always joking between themselves and our house had plenty of laughter in it.
I look in the mirror and see my Mum looking back at me. Funny I can’t remember her  being 62 and she was 95 when she died earlier this year.
Photo: Feb 2017

As a child anyone over 40 was old. Now, sometimes I wish I was still 40.

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I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination and wacky sense of humour which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and am a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes! We have an elderly dog called Maggie who adopted us as a 7 week old pup in March 2005. From 2014 to 2017 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat where we made strong friendships both on and off the water. We were close to nature enjoying swan and duck families for neighbours, and it was a fascinating chapter in our lives. We now reside in a small bungalow on the Lincolnshire coast where we have forged new friendships and interests.
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7 Responses to Age is only a concept

  1. TanGental says:

    Yep I look at photos of mum and dad when I was at school and it’s like they’re from another life entirely.

  2. DM says:

    I see my dad looking back @ me in the mirror too 🙂 this aging thing is a tricky business. Mom is 84. She is still on her game most days, and dad as well. I don’t like to let my mind go there, that she and he will not be around too many more seasons. Time to work on breakfast. Take care Di

  3. Sadje says:

    Too true! But it does catches up with us, though we admit it or not.

  4. Tara R. says:

    Your mom sounds like a fun lady. (I am sorry for your loss.) I let my hair grow out long so I wouldn’t look so much like my mom. I saw her every time I looked in the mirror.

    • Mum and Dad were a good match, and I miss them both. I have a picture of Mum in her thirties, and it’s like looking at myself. I can understand why my great aunt mistook me for her way back in 1970. My hair’s long but only because it’s easier to manage. Any length I can’t tie bag develops a windswept will of its own and I look like a yeti!

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