Getting Old


In my younger day I never dreamed I would ever be old, broken down,and sick to the point I forgot what it was like to be young and healthy.I don’t think I really forgot, I just pushed those memories way back in my foggy mind.

As we age, our friends and family are getting old right along with us. Our conversations has changed from making a living, and raising a family, to our health, operations, good doctors, bad doctors, hospitals, ER visits,medications, health insurance, and all the other ails of growing old. Of course I have to out do everyone by visiting not only all the ER’s in the Kansas City area, but Texas and Georgia as well. This makes the conversations more dramatic. ( at least the way I tell it)

I started thinking about how things have changed in my life both physically and emotionally. Here are a few of the areas that comes to mind.

Moving body parts…

In the seventies we lived in Turkey. I was asked to model for Garry’s photography class.I wore a red evening attire with no bra. All the body parts stayed where they were supposed to. I looked awesome if I do say so myself.

Last month we went to Florida. My left boob popped out of it’s vice like container, and slammed down on my chest resulting in a collapsed lung. I spent five days in the hospital. The doctors said I have COPD and double pneumonia. What do they know. Those puppies weigh a ton. Haven’t they heard about how gravity makes those body parts move?

Looking good in jeans….

In my younger, and much slimmer day I made sure my jeans fit just right. Heaven forbid if they made me look fat. I wore jeans that zipped and buttoned at the waist. With the blouse tucked in and a flat stomach I was ready to meet the world.

A few weeks ago,Garry and I were about to walk out the door to visit the local casinos . Garry said Babe what is all over your butt? I turned around and the entire butt was busted out. You could see all of my extra large white cotton granny panties. When I was young this would have devastated me. I would immediately assumed I had gained a ton of weight. Not so, the jeans were very old and comfy. The only thing I was worried about was did I have another pair of jeans that were as comfortable as the ones with the butt out. I should have wrote sexy granny on those white panties and wore them any way. I see the young gals wearing sweats with writing on their little behinds. Why not me?

To make up or not…..

When I was first married, and up until the time I stopped working , I wouldn’t leave the house with out make up. Now mascara and face make up seldom touches my old dry wrinkly skin. Garry says I look beautiful with out make up. Oh come on, really, a little or maybe a lot of make up wouldn’t hurt this old girls appearance. I do feel better when I take the time and put on a little makeup.

Hair style changes……

One thing that hasn’t changed (except for a few disastrous perms) is my hair. I have had the same sixties pixie style since first grade. This is the one thing I am totally comfortable with. I don’t care what the latest styles and trends are. I am keeping this no nonsense style. I like to think it’s my signature hair style, called The Babe.

I am sure there are many more changes and adjustment I have to make on this ever changing aging process. I thank God I am alive to accept and make these changes with grace and a since of humor. God is so good to us.

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5 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Garry Barker
    Apr 22, 2013 @ 13:48:06

    My Babe is on the way back.

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  2. Terri Sonoda
    Apr 22, 2013 @ 15:23:40

    When I think of you, my dearest friend, many beautiful words come to mind. The one that stands out for me, though, is grace. I have known you for many many years, and you have always handled everything (to include the good times and the challenging times) with such grace. Yes, you were beautiful in your younger days, but what I see now is not only the same beauty, but the wisdom that comes with living a full life with compassion and passion. I am so very honored to know you and be your friend. LOVE you lots and lots!
    Terri
    P.S. I totally would have signed those granny panties and taken them out for a stroll. 🙂

    Reply

  3. Babe's Place
    Apr 22, 2013 @ 18:44:55

    My dear friend , you are too kind. You will never know what an inspiration you are to me. I love you sooo much.

    Reply

  4. Charlene reed
    Apr 22, 2013 @ 19:10:47

    You have always been beautiful inside and outside, a true friend to me as well as part of my fanily. I have been thinking of the times we have spent together and those times always make me smile as long as I stay away from a few here and there. Mary I love you so very much, you are one of the very best in this crazy old world.

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  5. Babe's Place
    Apr 22, 2013 @ 19:42:17

    Charlene I too have been thinking of you. As soon as I am up to it I would love to visit with you. I am not much of a phone person. I would really like to sit down with a good cup of coffee and do some serious catching up. love ya George

    Reply

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