One day, I was already old …
Those are the words that kick off The Lover, by Marguerite Duras. Those are the words that keep ringing around in my head these days.
I’m feeling old.
Maybe it’s the few strands of gray I noticed in my hair. Or, maybe it’s that both the host and the music guest of last week’s Saturday Night Live looked like they were still in high school, and I had never heard of either of them. Maybe it’s that people are starting to refer to music from the 80’s and 90’s as “oldies.”
Whatever it is… it is.
I’m not quite ready to be old yet. I’m still working on getting out of this job that I hate. I still haven’t figured out a way to get us relocated to England. I’m still trying to figure out how to be a parent.
At 36, I guess I can still tell myself that I’m not all that old yet. I just wish I still believed it.
April 17, 2007 at 1:57 pm
I understand. I’m just turning 30 this year, but I’ve already started grumbling when “those darn kids drive by blasting that crap they call music.”
April 17, 2007 at 2:48 pm
Hey, if you only have a few gray hairs at 36, consider yourself a lucky woman!! I’m 33 and FULLY gray. I started getting gray hair in high school, and have gone downhill ever since
April 18, 2007 at 9:44 am
I do take comfort in the fact that Jon has much more gray than I do … he’s only a year older. So no metter how old I get, he will always be older
April 18, 2007 at 11:30 am
you are not old i’m 55 – i’m not old
enjoy your life and the wonderful people that are in it
do it today!!!!
September 2, 2009 at 1:40 pm
you are not really old at 36, a little gray hairs in your had is part of time that everyone will get it too. now you have to make your self feel a young women..