“what on earth made me say that? i never liked hearing it when i was younger… how daft of me…”
that was my internal you’re-getting-older-now realization which i had today. that moment when you realize that it must be natural, but no less embarrassing, to be turning into the older people of your youth.
i’d just uttered a variation of those few words that are dreaded by any person younger than the utterer:
“the last time is saw you”, i said, “you were just yay high,” is always, as it was in this case, accompanied by a hand that is held level with the ground at about hip height for the duration of the time it takes to say “yay high”.
and, as it was in my youth, so it was today, followed by a blank, yet friendly, expression on the face of the recipient, not quite hiding the and-how-do-you-expect-me-to-respond-to-that-i-don’t-even-know-you thoughts whirling in his head.
i was the older guy, and it was a bit of a wake-up call.
there are events in one’s life that remind you of the passing of time. the natural progression from one state of age to the next. and no matter how much one doesn’t want that to happen, no matter how much one still thinks of oneself as 10 years younger internally (don’t we all…), it will happen.
that was my moment today.
i will need to work harder at being younger then.