I turned 41 years old this year, and I feel every bit of 41 years old.
Some of my high school friends have grandchildren. My parents are almost 70.
I used to be the youngest person in the office. People excused my mistakes and chalked them up to, “Well, she’s inexperienced.” Can’t say that anymore.
At about 2 p.m. every day of my life, I feel like I need a nap. I take a handful of vitamins every morning just to get through the day. I look at my InStyle magazine and am like, “Who in the heck is this Bella Thorne character?”
I start a lot of sentences with, “Did I already tell you …?” The answer is almost always, “Yes, like nine times.”
This morning I found a sticky piece of candy in the bottom of a purse that I stole from my grandmother – the purse, not the candy. Well, possibly both. And I ate it.
I groan when I get out of bed in the morning. My fiancé has difficulty just sitting in a chair at work because his back hurts so badly.
How did this happen?
We have conversations that start with, “How was your day?” and end with, “That’s cool but I have to poop now.”
Our other favorite topics of discussion are what we’re going to do for dinner and whether mail has been retrieved.
We’re old people. And aside from the aches and pains and halted metabolism, that is OK.
Life is way better than it was when I was an insecure teenager, desperate to make good grades or be asked on a date. Dating makes me nauseous now. I’d so much rather watch television in my pajamas. I actually sat by the pool in a swimsuit trying to get a tan a couple of years ago and thought, “Praise the Lord no one is going to approach me and try to talk to me. I just want to finish this book.”
Being old sucks because your body falls apart, but it is a blessing because you are wiser and have more confidence. You maybe have three close friends rather than a Taylor Swift-esque “squad” of 15, but the friends you have are good to you. They call you every Sunday. They come to your rescue when you’re in a jam even if it’s inconvenient. They answer when you call. They ask how you’re doing because they care how you’re doing. Those are the people I want in my life, not some entourage of sorority sisters who don’t know how to spell my last name but expect to be a bridesmaid in my wedding.
I’m good with being an old person. I’ve lived and I’ve tried and I’ve failed and I’ve succeeded. I’ve cried a lot but laughed a lot more. I have people in my life who love me, and I love them back. I have nieces and nephews who are happy to see me when I visit.
There’s an old English proverb that says, “A smooth sea never made a skillful sailor.” We all are faced with challenges, and we all become better people because of those challenges.
April Towery is the managing editor of The Sealy News. She can be reached at 979-885-3562 or via email at firstname.lastname@example.org.