Doin’ it like my Momma

What are your thoughts on aging?  How will you stay young at heart as you get older?

They say you never ask a lady her weight or her age.  I never understood why.  To me both those have always just been numbers, so I have never really struggled to answer when someone asked me either question.  (I’m 38 and weigh 59 kilo’s thanks to Christmas by the way).  I suppose I am comfortable with it because I had to grow up real quick.  By my 16th birthday I had seen and experienced and heard more than most people my age have or ever will.  I learned then that it is not how old you are that matters, but what you do about your circumstance.

More recently when I entered a pre-midlife crisis Cougar period and dated a 28 year old, I again learned that age really doesn’t matter.  With him I laughed and joked and played and wrestled more than I have in my entire life.  I honestly felt 16 and discovered how much fun I could actually be.  Turns out I am not as boring as my two exes before him had claimed, so that was a bonus and probably one of the best lessons I learned from that chapter of my life.

When thinking about how I will stay young at heart, I really don’t have to search very far for the answer.  I’ll just do it like my momma does.  That woman is a pure unstoppable force of life and I admire her tenacity to just keep going.

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She’s like Dory on steroids: just keep swimming, just keep swimming (but do it super-fast else you might die before you get to do it!). 
Hats off to you mom!  You drive me nuts sometimes, but I hope to grow old the way you do.
Instead of me elaborating on this for too long, I figured it’s best for you to just go check out what she did for her 60th birthday!

 

Hello Darkness, my old friend

It’s almost 1 am and I can’t sleep.  There is no particular reason, I’m not overly excited about anything, neither am I sad or anxious.  I’ve got nothing that is chasing me, no pressing issue that needs to be resolved.  I just can’t sleep – Mr Sandman skipped my house tonight and left me here all by my lonesome wondering what to do.

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I switch off the light and get comfy, waiting for that lull to kick in – but nothing.  Allow me to let you in on a little secret:  whoever told you that counting sheep helps, was lying.

Trying to read is not an option as I find myself having to turn back 2 or 3 pages every now and then just to catch up with the story line again, then waste another 5 minutes trying to figure out what the heck I have been thinking about while I was pretending to read – all of this while trying to read.

Getting comfy in front of the TV doesn’t help either.  Did you know that late night TV in SA really really sucks.  Even with DSTV, it sucks.  There are so many re-runs of re-runs on every channel, I just caught myself mouthing the words to a show I have seen probably a hundred times.  Pathetic, I know.

If it was up to me, I would go for a run, but that won’t really do.  There is nothing to clean and all the laundry is done.  All my Sudoku’s are finished and my bandwidth only allows for so much surfing.

So I wonder, what do insomniacs do when darkness creeps in and the world all round goes quite?  What do you do with your time when there is nothing to do, but listen to the wind?

How do you pass the time until morning, when all is fresh and new and opportunity winks at you with the early morning song of birds and the sun turns dewdrops into tiny diamonds scattered all around?

Do you dream up dreams of what could have been or should have been or the way you’d like it to be or do you ponder on “Wow, what was I thinking?”

The mind is an interesting (albeit sometimes dangerous) place and I am fascinated by how the a train of thought can go from ice cream in the fridge to that time on the beach with that other person who made you smile.  It’s scary actually.

I’m losing track of where I was going with this.  O yes, what does an insomniac do?  I suppose some would opt for a night time job (but are they then not insomniacs during the day?  Is insomnia something that only counts if you can’t sleep at night), while others still would party the night away (surely you can’t do that every night) and a select few opt for, let’s just say less than legal things to do.

What’s left to do at home for the “normal guy”, beats me.

Any ideas?