Growing Older: It’s Not For Sissies

When I was eight years old, I couldn’t wait to be thirteen.  I remember walking to school behind a group of teenagers, marveling at how grown-up they were.  They were taller, smarter, and so much cooler than us third-graders.  I wanted to be older, like them.

Now, I’m halfway through the fifth decade of my life.

And guess what?

I’m not ashamed of it.  I’ve earned it.

My friend June Eberle is a retired teacher and blogger (check out her blog Identity Streak).  Here she crafts true stories filled with wisdom for those with the ears to hear and prompts us to take the path of self-reflection with her queries at the end of each post.  Her latest post, “Don’t Let Them Lock You In,” talks about retiring, growing older, and embracing a phase (a way) of life reserved for those who dare to enter it.  Old age, as some would call it, is not about being less productive or simply rolling over and dying.  People who think this way are missing the boat of enlightenment altogether.

As I read June’s post, I thought about my own journey into “old age.”  It never bothered me to turn 30 or 40 or 50.  Each milestone year is not to be feared but to be worn as a badge of honor because behind each badge lies a treasure trove of experiences and the lessons learned from those experiences.  With each “badge” that I add to my sash, new levels of awareness open up, revealing things that young minds fail to grasp simply because they can’t.  Their young minds are not ready.

There are times, though, when I think of those who were not fortunate enough to live to my age. This is a humbling thought. And this alone creates a sense of urgency to try new things and to live more authentically.  Why waste my time in circumstances or relationships that no longer serve me? That will only keep me from growing, from learning, and from living.

    “Do not regret growing older. It is a privilege denied to many.”

There’s no need to “sweat the small stuff” because the bigger stuff is waiting to be explored and embraced.  And I now have the time to do those things.  If I want to paint, I paint.  If I want to write, I write.  If I want to travel, I travel.  I don’t have to answer to anyone but myself!

“I have reached an age when, if someone tells me to wear socks, I don’t have to.”

~ Albert Einstein

Some see growing older as a curse rather than a blessing. They fear it rather than embrace it, fending it off for as long as they can in anyway that they can.  They ridicule it.  They dismiss it. They ignore it.  Or they Botox it.  Whatever the case, they’d rather not deal with it as in June’s story of the daughter who swindles her father to lock him away in a nursing home.  “Old age” is an inconvenience to them.  How sad.

Satchel Paige asks,

“How old would you be if you didn’t know how old you were?” 

I am just starting “the splendid youth of old age,” a phrase coined by June in her blog.  I am not “retired” from life; I have been summoned by it to be a member of an exclusive club of exceptional human beings who will “not go gentle into that good night.”  We will continue to burn with life.  It’s a privilege we have earned.

8 thoughts on “Growing Older: It’s Not For Sissies

  1. Kate

    So true. Not sure why we put so much pressure on growing old too. I feel it’s a wonderful thing to grow old. Not many people have that blessing.
    I too never feared of getting older. I just love celebrating life.

    1. Penny McDaniel Post author

      There’s a reason why our “golden years” are called “golden.” Gold is the highest form of currency — it’s the most valuable.

      Thanks for sharing your thoughts.
      Blessings, my friend.

  2. Judy

    Wonderful post. I especially loved this: “There are times, though, when I think of those who were not fortunate enough to live to my age. This is a humbling thought. And this alone creates a sense of urgency to try new things and to live more authentically. “

  3. Tommy Stine

    I loved my 40’s, 50’s and 60’s. But I really love my 70’s.
    Like you, I do what I want, when I want. If others don’t like it, well they will just have to get over it!!
    Good hidden message here Penny.

  4. Rose

    I have my first “negative” milestone birthday coming up in a few months. Every milestone before this has always been so anticipated–the freedom to drive, the freedom to smoke, the freedom to drink (not that I smoke or drink, but having the ability to do it if I so choose meant the world to me). When I tell people my age, they instantly put a damper on it “oh 30 is right around the corner!” “You’re so old!” It’s been depressing thinking about it, as if the 20s were supposed to be the best years of my life and everything after this that I experience will never be good enough.

    This entire post spoke to me, but Satchel Paige’s quote stopped me in my tracks. I have never once thought about age like that. I have never felt like my current age, but thinking about it that way really makes me realize that age is nothing but a number. It shouldn’t have any power over my happiness or my ability to enjoy life.

    Blessings 🌟

    1. Penny McDaniel Post author

      I’m glad to hear that this post resonated deeply with you. Age really is just a number, and that number has absolutely NO power over your happiness, unless you give it that power.



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