Today I received a piece of mail that caused me to remember a statement I once made to my young nephew. I told him that he had to stay little, because by the time he turned 12, I would be the old age of 27. I'm not really certain where the turning point in this whole aging process happened. I can vividly remember a time in my youth when I reveled in the reality that many people thought I was much older than my actual age. Now I hope that they will presume I am younger than my actual age. I find myself staring in the mirror trying to convince myself that I have not left the ripe years of my twenty-somethings. Despite my efforts, the constant recurrence of the stubborn gray hairs, the fine wrinkles around my eyes, the "baby" marks and the occasional aches and pains remind me that those days have passed.
So what was the piece of mail I received that sent me spiraling into this aging realization...it was an invitation. It was an invitation to my nephew's high school graduation. Yes, he eventually turned 12...and I turned 27 (and lived to tell about it)...now he'll graduate and soon be 18 and come December I will be...(you do the math but please don't tell me). For years my mother, through her attitudes and actions, has taught me to never let age hinder your mind and your activities. She is an inspiration to me at her soon-to-be 71 years young. I think I will continue on my journey to remaining twenty-something in spirit...I figure at this rate, my nephew will soon be older than me!
"You should clothe yourselves instead with the beauty that comes from within, the unfading beauty of a gentle and quiet spirit, which is so precious to God." 1 Peter 3:4