I’m 45 years old.
I remember very clearly my dad’s 40th birthday. He’s now 77.
Time marches quickly. And it seems to be moving faster every day.
Dad and I were talking the other day. He remembers discussions with his dad (Grandpa) about growing old. And he said, “You know, I’ve gotten to the point where I am feeling like dad did. I now have to even watch stepping off the curb.”
Dad’s in a good shape and has been his whole life. In fact, when he was 40, he was younger than I was at eight. But I see him slowing down. It’s hard. And I know I am next.
When I would visit my grandmother in the nursing home, I was struck by all the people sitting around like they were in some kind of coma. They’d stare into space and you could almost see drool hanging off their chins.
But then you’d see one guy or lady walking briskly through the room, smiling and greeting everyone. The other people were alive. But this person, well, this person was LIVING.
Chris Crowley and Dr. Henry S. Lodge have written Younger Next Year (Workman Publishing, 2004). (Jennifer Sacheck
and Chris Crowley will be at Lemuria Books signing their new book Thinner Next Year on Wednesday at 5 p.m.) Younger Next Year explains the science behind aging and talks about ways we can slow the march of time.
I’m reading it right now. Like I said, I’m 45 years old. I want to plan out the next part of my life physically and mentally. I want to truly live.
Just bought the book.