This week I discovered that somehow I'm starting to feel less 'out of my comfort zone' as well. It wasn't easy at first to start these studies while being 40 something while my fellow students are 20 something or younger but somehow those differences disappeared. It seems that we are all in the same boat after all and are working towards the same goal. Which got me thinking.
In the past weeks of rest I spent more time in the gym than usual and there I was always the youngest (the gym is part of a health club and most members are above 65 years old, a lot of them even are in their 80s). They always made me feel that I didn't count and they wanted to emphasize again and again that "I was still so young"...
Yesterday one of my girlfriends who will turn 39 soon reminded me of my feelings when turning 39 myself... it felt devastating. Nearly 40! But for me turning 40 actually felt like a relief after all... life seemed easier and I felt more 'in balance' and less out of place.
I have friends of all ages... much younger, much older and it doesn't bother me at all, I don't even think about it in daily life...
What is age? And why do we feel so sensitive about it? Is it because we want to be immortal or are afraid to die?
After all it's such a superficial thing and so subjective. We do think it's important... but when we get to know people really it disappears. In friendships it doesn't really matter. We fear a certain age but once we are that age we see it really is not that important. As long as we are still able to enjoy most moments in life. We are still the same person anyway anyhow.
So much food for thought, it will take me a while longer to think about it. Feel free to give your input, from what age you are really ;)
My Six Word Saturday for today:
the mystifying taboos of growing older
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