One good thing about getting older is ......

One good thing about getting older is ...​


Watching the next generation come steaming ahead! I've got 5 nieces and nephews...all great kids...in their mid to late 20's now. My own daughters will be 20 in a couple of short weeks.

It's wonderful seeing all of them blossom into wonderful, happy and productive young adults. :)
 
I started to write that, but then thought it would sound weird. Thanks for posting this reply!
Reminds me of Emily Dickinson's poem.

I’m Nobody! Who are you? (260)​

Emily Dickinson
1830 –
1886
I’m Nobody! Who are you?
Are you – Nobody – too?
Then there’s a pair of us!
Don't tell! they'd advertise – you know!
How dreary – to be – Somebody!
How public – like a Frog –
To tell one’s name – the livelong June –
To an admiring Bog!
 
Becoming more aware of being on borrowed time. That it would be prudent to make the most of it while we can. And in doing so, life becomes even more delicious and meaningful.

The other thing is getting to face the second thing we all have in common. We all experience birth and dying.
While I got time, I am preparing myself for whatever happens will be okay with me.

Unfortunately I will miss out in doing a primary duty as an elderly, because I am the sole surviver of my family tree's off-branch for many generations. I will miss out being the most resourceful story teller of our family tree to the younger offsprings. I believe that one of the grandparents duties is to pass on the family history to the grandkids.

My grandfather was a great story teller, and I have a vast memory of him telling me those stories.

This is not my grandfather, but I can relate to it deeply...

story telling.jpg
 
My Dad was a great storyteller about his days in boarding school up in the Himalayas, how they used to go rambling in the forests and on a hot day he would part the slime from the water and drink it and that's how he got Typhoid Fever and almost died but survived losing all of his hair, but it came back blond and curly. How a Bat flew into the dormitory at night and peed on his head, my days were quite uneventful, but I can still remember all of his stories.
 
One good thing about getting older is that you have an encyclopedic knowledge from first-hand experience of all of the things people now take for granted that you know you can live without, things like air conditioning, cell phones, computers, microwaves, and social media. If civilization ever crashes, you will be a functional survivalist while others walk about wailing and wringing their hands, saying ā€œhow did people ever live like this?!ā€ 😫
 
I'm not so sure it's good, but once you're old you sure have learned a lot of things about yourself and other people and the world. Things that would have been really useful to know in your 20s. Or 30s. Or... :ROFLMAO:

I guess that's the "wisdom" we often try to impart to children and other people. Sadly enough we often don't speak the same language and may lack the necessary visceral credibility. It can feel like being sighted, trying to tell blind people not to walk toward the cliff edge as they shout back over their shoulders "Aww, you're crazy!" and then "AHHhhhhh!!!"
 

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