We’ve heard it a thousand times, “Act
your age!” Adults use this phrase with
children in hopes that they will abandon their tantrums or potty humor for some
more dignified, mature behavior. But
what does this phrase mean for us adults?
How do we act an age? How does age
30 act as compared to 60?
On this day, the anniversary of my
birth, the celebration of adding a year to my stated age, the ceremonial
passing of yet another year of life lived (and one less in front of me?), I
began with walking my 13 year old Labrador on the trails. Mid-way we met some new friends on the
path. While the dogs played, the humans
chatted. One human asked if my dog was a
puppy! This happens often, partly
because my Riley has the benefit of fur to hide her laugh lines and wrinkles
and being a natural blonde hides the fact that her face is white, and partly
because she NEVER acts her age. She is
physically fit and young at heart.
Physically fit and young at
heart. That is how I have always seen myself…not
as a number. That part doesn’t seem to
change. One look at my face and nobody
would ever accuse me of being a puppy.
My laugh lines are deep and I wear my grey streaks with pride. I run.
I splash. I play. I’m known for
my potty humor and stupid antics. Is
that how a 48 year old acts her age?
Weeks after hitting the mid-century mark, my husband won a decent cash
prize for being the Fastest Old Guy in a 50k race. Was he acting his age? Most of my friends are silly and crazy and like
to play…are they acting their age?
Since I can’t grow fur on my
wrinkles and am not interested in dying my hair, I think I’m going to retire
that phrase. I don’t think age and
behavior are related. Decades from now I
plan to be running, splashing and playing, making bad jokes and maybe even
throwing a tantrum or two. Don’t tell ME to act my age.
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