The other night, I was watching the late news when a story came on about an "elderly lady leading police on a 100-mile chase."
The story was amusing. I was thinking of a fragile little old lady - perhaps in her late 80's leading police about the highways. I could just see her peeking over the steering wheel - the image I have of an elderly woman. My mind always sees a short, fragile woman.
Then they gave her age. She was 74. That's not elderly! I am 70 - nearly that old, and I am not elderly. That shook me to my core.
Being an only child, I spend a lot of my childhood around adults. I was always the young one. Many of my friends were older than I. I was the young one. My mind holds me in that place - the youngest around.
As I have aged, I still feel that way. In my mind, I am the youngest in a group. My mind LIES!
2 comments:
I few years ago I realized, when "they" did news stories about an "elderly lady" she was my age or a couple years younger.
To me, elderly is at least 10 years older than myself!!!
I don't like the words..old or elderly...I like well used better.
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