tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020013421218194456.post2794729531264824258..comments2023-07-24T03:25:36.674-07:00Comments on Musings and Misc. Thoughts: Grass Stains and Grey HairDonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17070578562535678950noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020013421218194456.post-50813212010041311232012-02-13T16:44:54.068-08:002012-02-13T16:44:54.068-08:00@Dennis: Options is so much about looking out and ...@Dennis: Options is so much about looking out and looking up. My favorite book for options in life (or at least vocation) is "What Color is Your Parchute," a timeless tome by an "older" Christian man. He outlines how to discover the options that appeal to you and are a good fit for you.Donhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17070578562535678950noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020013421218194456.post-90934334516526892682012-02-13T16:42:16.024-08:002012-02-13T16:42:16.024-08:00@Scriptor: Age is a paradox. I remember talking to...@Scriptor: Age is a paradox. I remember talking to an octogenarian when I was in my late 20's. She said, "Don, I feel like a school girl inside." And then she giggled. (And leaned against a wall for balance. She was a school girl in her 80's. I liked it then. I like it now. So... I agree with you. It is about how you feel, and luckily, it's mostly in our heads.)Donhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17070578562535678950noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020013421218194456.post-46944757493725215532012-02-13T16:29:27.436-08:002012-02-13T16:29:27.436-08:00When I talk with "young people" who seem...When I talk with "young people" who seem to feel closed in by life and running out of options, I tell them that they are younger than they think they are and they will look back at this time and see all the possibilities that were open to them.dennistheeremitehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10801567321734091885noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020013421218194456.post-3349900282721684312012-02-13T13:10:11.427-08:002012-02-13T13:10:11.427-08:00You're still young, Don. Age is about how you...You're still young, Don. Age is about how you feel. I'm 62 with a brain that most of the time tells me I'm 26 but occasionally I wake up and think I'm 126. I remember the day I realsied my Dad was getting 'old'. He was working on the car engine while I sat inside and occasionally started it up for him. I suddenly thought "Gosh, he's 62 and I'm 22 - I should be under the bonnet (hood) and he should be sitting in the seat". Now I suspect my son looks at me and thinks something very similar. "Get down off that ladder, Dad. I'll change the light bulb for you..." But my brain still tells me I'm 26.....Scriptor Senexhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17795521284516432520noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020013421218194456.post-48043167929707410152012-02-13T11:41:47.593-08:002012-02-13T11:41:47.593-08:00@Dennis: Yes, you've always been just a bit ah...@Dennis: Yes, you've always been just a bit ahead of me on the road called life.(Keep it up!)<br /><br />My guess is that if I measured accurately, I too may have lost a bit of height, though I blame it more on diminished posture rather than arthritis. <br /><br />I agree with your church elder. I've always thought that the best of life lay just ahead, and so I've found it. One of the worst feelings was once upon a time, during a time of loss, much of my vision was pulled toward looking back. It was a strange feeling. Normal. But strange. So now, I continue to work towards balance: informed by my past, inspired by my future, but enjoying the here-and-now. Savoring the golden moments against the backdrop of what has been and what lies ahead.Donhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17070578562535678950noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020013421218194456.post-64166104017511933902012-02-13T11:33:51.926-08:002012-02-13T11:33:51.926-08:00Last time I measured myself, I seemed to have misp...Last time I measured myself, I seemed to have misplaced about half an inch, but I have some arthritis in my spine and that is proably where it went. One of my church elders (that is someone on my congregation's governing board, if you don't speak Presbyterian) called while I was reading this and she thought she might be interupting something important, and I told her I was just reading your blog, and told her what it was about, and she told me to tell you that you are entering the best part of your life. She is approximately our parents' age.dennistheeremitehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10801567321734091885noreply@blogger.com