Saturday, March 7, 2009

How'd you get to be so tall?

I have this problem with aging. Actually, I have quite a few problems with aging, but today I'll limit myself to the discussion of other people's kids who suddenly mature into adults when you're not looking.

Just this morning, I had breakfast with an old friend I hadn't seen since his dad's funeral several years ago. I was around when his son was born. By the time of the funeral, the son was definitely older, but I swear he was nowhere close to grown. Now I find that he's about to graduate from college in May and go into the marines. How'd that happen when I haven't aged a bit?

Several years ago, when my goddaughter hit 30, I was probably more traumatized than she was. In fact, I informed her that she and her husband were now considered to be my friends...and I had no idea who her parents were. This year her older sister hit 40. I'm still pretending that never happened...and that I can't possibly be a contemporary of her parents.

As my friends -- unlike me -- age, so do their children. Suddenly this child who's barely more than a toddler in my mind is an adult. Often he or she is married and expecting a child, who then starts to grow up too darn fast as well.

I can accept that this is the natural evolution of life, but it is extremely disconcerting to wake up one day after going merrily along imagining myself to be young, only to realize that I am not. It's like being in a soap opera where pre-schoolers are sent to bed and come back a year or two later as a teen. Only those TV parents don't seem to age any more than I do. Is that fair?

So here's my plan...those of us who are single need to ban together and rid ourselves of all these friends with children who have the audacity to grow up. I'll admit there's a bit of Peter Pan in this plan, but I write romance. I believe in the fantasy.

The only major hitch in my proposal is that I love kids. I just don't want to have to accept that the ones in my life are now the grandkids of my friends. If any of you have figured out a way to age without butting headlong into this reality, I'd surely love to hear from you.

Sherryl, who's desperately clinging to her youth one fine line and wrinkle at a time



Blogger Kathleen said...

Yep they do grow up. One day my niece was the little girl who would run to her Aunt, through her arms around me and give me hugs and kisses. Now she is grown woman at 24, who works, lives in her own home and does not need me for those hugs and kisses anymore. But I am lucky that my youngest brothers kids are still just that kids. They are one of my nephews is 12 and the twins are 7. But when we are out together people think I am their grandmother, I some how do not know whether to be insulted or flattered that they think I could be a "Young grandmother".
But as long as you think young and act young, you will always be young and I hope I always feel that way.

March 9, 2009 10:06 AM  
Blogger still karibear said...

I have such vivid memories of being pregnant and my childrens' early years that it's hard at times to remember they are now adults, closer to middle age than childhood.

But the one thing that really blew me away was when my sister's 3rd child, a girl, got married and had her first baby! I was in my mid 30s, and I didn't think it was fair that I have a grandmother for a sister! Now that daughter's oldest has a baby of her own, which makes me a great great aunt. I try not to think about it.

I figure as long as I can continue to carry around those 100 lb bales of hay for my horse, I'm not really all that old...

March 9, 2009 6:24 PM  
Blogger Sherryl said...

Age really is a state of mind, isn't it? I've know people who were lively and energetic into their 90s and others who were old by the time they hit 60. And when I think of the difference in the way grandmothers looked when mine was alive and the way they look today, I am greatly reassured. Just have to remind myself of those things when I bump into these unexpected grown-ups!

March 11, 2009 5:07 AM  
Blogger still karibear said...

This has reminded me of one of the first TV talk shows I ever saw - Phil Donohue, I think [how's that for giving away age?]. He had 3 gorgeous women on, Puerto Ricans, and the interview was supposedly about what it was like moving from PR to NYC. Then at the end, he finally made the Surprise Announcement - the 3 were daughter, mother, and grandmother. I never looked as good as that grandmother when I was a teenager! Just to make it worse, the grand daughter was pregnant, so HER grandmother was about to become a great grandmother, too.

March 11, 2009 8:33 AM  

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