Last Thursday ...
I'm in the waiting room of a urologist office. The other seven people in the
waiting room are old. Actually most appear to be within five years of my age.
Because of my MS, I walk with a limp, so I probably look as old as they do,
especially the two with walkers.
I really would like to own my age. I'd like to be proud of it, brag about it,
show the world that age is just a number. My ego won't let me. At least not
Is this bad? Is it unusual?
They say 50 is the new 30. Or 60 is the new 40. My favorite numeric analogy,
however, comes from Joann Jenkins, CEO of AARP. She says 50 if the new 50. In
other words, according to her book Disrupt Aging, we need to redefine what it
means to be 50. Or any other age we refer to as 'old'.
Scroll back a few dozen posts and you'll see I talked about her book once.
Maybe I need to reread it. Except for my MS, I'm as healthy and mentally sharp
as I was at 40. And ten times more experienced and confident.
Time for me ... and maybe you ... to disrupt aging and change the definition of
what it means to be old. Aging isn't for the feint of heart. And our 60 isn't
your daddy's 60.