“Explain the phenomenon of aging gracefully.”
- You just never know, do you?
Looking at recent search queries that brought readers to this blog, the one written above caught my eye. It amazed me.
I know it’s odd, but it’s true; those are the three most popular posts on this blog. Not exactly what I’d consider to be my focus or my best-written stuff, but Google’s algorithm does what Google’s algorithm does.
All Hail Google!
- My first thought upon seeing this query was to feel a little insulted.
Aging? Moi?! Pish posh, I say!
But then I remembered that one of my blog tags is Aging Gracefully so I had to lighten up on being insulted, and I shifted my thinking to “isn’t this wonderful?”
I was being asked to impart the wisdom of my many years so that others could learn from my depth of experience, keen observations about human nature, and buoyant spirit.
So I sat down at my computer ready to compose a post in which I’d answer that query in such a way as to goose Google’s algorithm. I’d write something so profound and pithy that anyone who asked a similar query, for years to come, would be directed here.
The dream, so close.
- But here’s the thing, and it’s significant, I have no real answer to this query.
I mean, I dunno. Maybe the answer is to never stop exercising? Or maybe it’s to commit to being a lifelong learner? Or to attempt to let go of any person, idea, or thing that no longer serves you?
None of these? Some of these? All of these?
Or maybe, just maybe, the real essence of the phenomenon of aging gracefully can be summarized in one crotchety remark: “DON’T BOTHER YOUR ELDERS WITH SILLY QUESTIONS!”
You got that, you nosy little whippersnapper?