The Perks of Old Age

1. Kidnappers are not very interested in you.
   
2. In a hostage situation you are likely to be released first.
   
3. No one expects you to run into a burning building.
   
4. There is nothing left to learn the hard way.
   
5. Things you buy now won't wear out.
   
6. You enjoy hearing about other people's operations.
   
7. You have a party and the neighbors don't even realize it.
   
8. You quit trying to hold your stomach in, no matter who walks into the room.
   
9. Your secrets are safe with your friends because they can't remember them either.
   

Copied from Sun*Star Weekend, October 17, 2009 Issue; Pic from zazzle.com

Edik is old!

I am really OLD! Who would cry upon hearing Raul Sunico playing MATUD NILA on piano? Only old folks!

Wonderfully Old

I received this email from a good friend who is fond of making pranks on me. Yeah, my birthday has passed and way too long to wait but still this. Enjoy you old folks.

I would never trade my amazing friends, my wonderful life, my loving family for less gray hair or a flatter belly. As I've aged, I've become kinder to myself, and less critical of myself. I've become my own friend.

I don't chide myself for eating that extra cookie, or for not making my bed, or for buying that silly cement gecko that I didn't need, but looks so avante garde on my patio. I am entitled to a treat, to be messy, to be extravagant.

I have seen too many dear friends leave this world too soon; before they understood the great freedom that comes with aging.

Whose business is it if I choose to read or play on the computer until 4 AM and sleep until noon? I will dance with myself to those wonderful tunes of the 60s, 70s and 80s, and if I, at the same time, wish to weep over a lost love... I will.

I will walk the beach in a swim suit that is stretched over a bulging body, and will dive into the waves with abandon if I choose to, despite the pitying glances from the jet set.

They, too, will get old.

I know I am sometimes forgetful.

But there again, some of life is just as well forgotten. And I eventually remember the important things.

Sure, over the years my heart has been broken. How can your heart not break when you lose a loved one, or when a child suffers, or even when somebody's beloved pet gets hit by a car? But broken hearts are what give us strength and understanding and compassion. A heart never broken is pristine and sterile and will never know the joy of being imperfect.

I am so blessed to have lived long enough to have my hair turning gray, and to have my youthful laughs be forever etched into deep grooves on my face. So many have never laughed, and so many have died before their hair could turn silver. 

As you get older, it is easier to be positive. You care less about what other people think. I don't question myself anymore. I've even earned the right to be wrong.

So, to answer your question, I like being old. It has set me free. I like the person I have become. I am not going to live forever, but while I am still here, I will not waste time lamenting what could have been, or worrying about what will be. And I shall eat dessert every single day (if I feel like it).

New Home, New Life

Whew! I never experienced being too tired moving to a new home. Old age? After several pushing, heaving, climbing stairs, cleaning up closets and dark corners, I got the cold virus. The dusts ignited my troubled sinuses again.

And when I am busy moving in, so many meetings to attend to suddenly crop up. Of all times, why this? So I have to hiss and slurp my sinusitis while discussing weird things with people. My head aches due to some creative bombardments(?). When it rains, it pours.

Having no internet connection at this time I have to go down town to a cafe and do this and so many things. Maybe you have noticed my absence. Or I noticed my absence from the postings hehehe.

I am glad it rained hard today. Got the chance to wake up early and walk under the rain. I am glad too, that the guy at this cafe allowed my presence despite my dripping situation. Oh I am so cold. The aircon is full blast.

I hope Smart will be able to connect me today. I miss blogging. I miss connecting with friends.

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