I can’t remember what prompted me to suggest this topic for the weekly LBC post but having done it, I shall gamely try and write something meaningful about it.

Oddly enough, the last week’s post on The Old Days somehow leads naturally to this topic as after all it is the aged who want to talk or write about them.

Bar a few, my regular readers are all senior citizens and there is little that I can say that will be new to them as, like me, they too would be quite up to date on the subject due to personal experience.

The one thing that I notice often in my own experience of aging is the tendency to gloss over unpleasant things that have happened in the past and to re-live and exaggerate the good things that have happened. I wonder if this is normal but have always hesitated to ask anyone.

Then there is the question of what is in store for the future and whenever that thought occurs to me I go back to similar situations in the past and say, that like those things got sorted out, any new development in the future too will sort itself out.

Having seen some very unpleasant things happening to some people after their death, I prepared my will and got it properly attested by a Physician and witnessed by two independent witnesses. The people who need to know about it, know where it is so that after my departure there are no problems like those that I have seen others go through.

Other than these observations, I really cannot think of anything more to write on the subject. Can you? If you can, please do leave your comments which I will value.


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    1. actually, my view on aging is at, but I wanted to make a quick comment on yours, Ramana. To me, the reason we dwell on the glories of the past, all those great stories, is, in my opinion, because they are firstly more important to us, but secondly, more important to those around us, and to what we are leaving behind. Many many years from now, someone in your family is going to remember the night grandpa Ramana caught a fish just using his bare hands and then put it back, or rode his motor bike, or took a journey with Chutki. There is a Jewish saying that a person is still alive as long as one person remembers something about them.
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  1. it’s the strangest thing.
    i truly often or most of the time don’t feel any older than i ever was.
    i don’t even put a number on it because it’s the same.
    i know that doesn’t make sense.
    when i had the wee blink bonnie… my cottage was several blocks from another addition.
    zeke and i walked all over the neighborhood. i had gotten into the habit of putting an elderly couple’s newspaper on their porch so it would be easier for them to get.
    one very icy winter day… zeke and i were walking toward their street and a car was coming. i somehow missed a patch of black ice and my feet went right out from under me. THWACK!!! i landed right on my back!
    the driver stopped and asked if i was okay. i said that i thought i was.”
    she said “whatever are you doing out here walking on ICE???”
    i replied that i was putting an ELDERLY couple’s newspaper up on their porch so they wouldn’t fall!
    she looked at me as if i was an idiot. her thoughts must have been…
    “have you looked in a mirror lately? YOU ARE ELDERLY!!!”
    i guess that’s what i think about being elderly. i never even think about it really.

  2. I certainly don’t gloss over the unpleasant things that have happened to me (as you know from occasional references to my dysfunctional childhood). I remember the disasters and disappointments as much as the pleasures and successes. I think most of the people I know tend to do the same. But I suppose people do tend to gloss over things like pain and grief if they think the other person won’t understand or won’t want to know.
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    1. No, some deeply held memories are not what I wrote about but more the many of life’s vicissitudes that inevitably we face. And not sharing pain with others is also quite common for the reason that you mention.

  3. Remembering pain — interesting topic. As you know, I had shingles in my left eye last year and I know intellectually that it was painful, and that I was setting my alarm every few hours to put drops in my eye, etc. but I don’t remember the pain. Mainly I have good feelings about that time because I managed to stay cheerful throughout it. I remember it with a feeling of accomplishment. That doesn’t mean I could do the same if I had cancer, of course, but it was encouraging.

  4. Well, you pretty well covered it all — the past, present and future. I perceive time moving faster as I became what could be called aged. Some suggest this might not be totally a figment of my imagination.
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