I DON’T NEED YOU TO REMIND ME OF MY AGE. I HAVE A BLADDER TO DO THAT FOR ME. — STEPHEN FRY Continue reading The Wisdom of Experience
DON’T ASSUME YOU’LL KNOW MORE WHEN YOU’RE OLDER. EXPECT TO BE MORE AWARE OF WHAT YOU DON’T KNOW. — YOUR AGING FRIEND, HELEN Continue reading Getting Older Doesn’t Make You All-Knowing
Circa 1970, a commercial for a medicinal skin care product made a reference to “the heartbreak of Psoriasis.” I was roughly ten years old then, and found it so ludicrous I had to laugh. I didn’t want to ridicule anyone’s suffering, but that heartbreak stuff was just too much. You were heartbroken when something happened in your personal life, not your health. The man who did the voiceover in the commercial sounded so sincere, too. Two months ago, I was diagnosed with Psoriasis at the age of fifty-seven. Shit. I don’t find this heartbreaking. It’s annoying, unsettling and relatively disgusting. … Continue reading Why am I Still Giggling Like a Child?
I’VE LOST MY YOUTHFUL CYNICISM. THAT MEANS IT’S WORSE NOW. — YOUR KINDRED SPIRIT, HELEN Continue reading Maybe This Happened a Long Time Ago. I’m Not Sure
(FUN FACT: I’M ALMOST — BUT NOT QUITE — 57 YEARS OLD) YESTERDAY, A YOUNGER PERSON OFFERED ME HER SEAT ON THE SUBWAY. SHORTLY AFTER THAT, A STRANGER MISTOOK ME FOR SOMEONE ELSE AND ASKED HOW THE GRANDCHILDREN ARE. ODDLY ENOUGH, I’M OKAY WITH THIS. Continue reading Is This Maturity or What?