I read somewhere that one of the advantages of growing old was the senior discount from restaurants.
While I always liked getting a great deal. I have never thought of a ten percent discount at Arby’s as an ‘awesome’ perk for aging.
The Concept Of Aging Is Often Seen In This Exchange:
‘How do you like having another birthday?’ The response: ‘It beats the alternative.’
I Got A Letter This Week
It was a notice about my high school class reunion this summer. It has been fifty years. I guess it’s a sign of getting old.
Getting the letter caused me to wonder about all those who didn’t live long enough to get the letter.
I remember the first classmate of mine who died as a child. He was hit by a car on a rural road. A horrible accident. They hung a portrait of him in the school as a memorial.
I knew a wonderful girl who died the same way when we were sixteen. It was a dark night in town and the driver did not see her crossing the street.
Our generation had it’s war. We all had good friends who went to Viet Nam and didn’t make it home alive. Thinking about the reunion this summer I am reminded of my friends who didn’t even see our five year reunion.
Enclosed in the notice, was a list of those the organizing committee can not locate. They were asking for help in case someone might know how to reach the missing.
My first conscious thought was, ‘How many have died?’ The class had nearly a thousand kids. We were a part of the early baby-boomers. There were a lot of us.
As the years passed, I did not stay in contact with my classmates. I had a life to live and it didn’t include many from my friends from high school. It didn’t happen that way on purpose. It’s just the way it was.
I had friends, neighbors and people I worked with who died young. Two were still in their thirties when they had fatal heart attacks. I know of a couple more who were killed. All of it was tragic.
My wife and I have been blessed. We have not lost children. Friends of ours did. We were healthy most of our lives. Some of our friends and family struggled with health issues. Some did not survive.
The loss of parents is never easy. By now it’s an ordeal most of us have been through. Sadly, many of us experienced it when we were young. I know that the children of my friends who died in their thirties suffered greatly.
It is all called life. Some things in life are wonderful, other things are tragic.
I imagine that our generation should be grateful we didn’t experience what our parents did.
I suppose, in view of all this, the big advantage to growing old is just that, growing old. There are some other wonderful advantages of living six, seven or eight decades.
I have a list but I need to point out what some are calling ‘Awesome Benefits of Growing Old.’
Have A Look
- Finally being able to collect Social Security.
What? That’s like saying picking up your paycheck is a perk. How does getting what you worked for a perk? It’s a rhetorical question, You don’t have to answer.
- Qualifying for Medicare
Really? I thought that’s what was coming out of my check. For years.
After these two, the perks, according to an AARP writer, is getting discounts. Half price skiing tickets. Free metro pass in Washington DC if you are over 85. Yikes. Is this the real benefit of growing old?
I want to be fair as I report on what others call advantges.
One writer did say it’s nice to know that younger adults will help when they see a senior struggling.
I like that. I think it’s nice to know that a younger person might help me up when I fall. For the record. When I do fall, I need help getting up.
The list that I read misses the whole point of aging.
The benefits of aging starts with being available. The experiences of life are like the stars in the sky. They can not be counted.
Each experience can be a benefit to those still learning. Being here to share them is a tangible benefit of being old.
There have been many times in the twenty years since my father died that I wanted to ask for advice.
Decades of experience make us a treasure trove of information. It may be subtle, but we are asked for opinions and advice all the time. Those asking don’t think of it as petty.
It’s our perspective. Because of experience, we often see issues differently. Some might call it ‘wisdom’.
I believe seniors have more empathy. I think, largely because of experience, we understand the struggles of others. There are very few of us who cruised through life without challenges.
Many seniors are past trying to impress people. That’s an asset for people seeking the truth. When a senior doesn’t care if you agree, you often get exactly what they believe.
The beliefs are steeped in decades of experience. A real benefit of being old.
All this is subjective. It is based on nothing but what I think. I did read a piece in the SmithsonianMag.com that said, “Studies reveal that negative emotions such as sadness, anger and fear become less pronounced than in our drama-filled younger years.”
Seniors have taken off the blinders. We know about life and we are ready to share what we know. I say that with a warning. We are not prone to force feeding anyone. When asked, we will do what we can.
I mentioned it earlier. If you’re looking for the advantages of growing old, look no further than the fact you have grown old. That is the advantage.
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