A year or so ago I realized that I want to grow older with a group of women. Maybe it was around the time of my fall when I fractured two bones in my shoulder and was dependent, for a time, on others for my care. What I noticed is that it was mostly the women who came to my aid, not exclusively but predominantly. That wasn’t a big revelation to me but I had never been more grateful for my tribe.
Shortly after that I read the two books that I have written about before, Being Mortal, and When Breath Becomes Air. Both of these books have to do with examining the way we age and the quality of life that we wish to have as we get older. I began to ponder this question of how did I want to age? What quality of life was important to me. I realized that I really wanted to have the support and understanding of my women friends as we traveled through these last years. Could we help each other grow old with some degree of grace, as well as drive each other to the doctor’s appointments when we fall or get sick? I decided to start my own group. I chose 6 women who I know are all on a spiritual path….that was an important consideration, to me. They range in age from 60-78 and most of us are single. We decided to start with a book, called, Aging as a Spiritual Practice. We meet once a month, have a brief ceremony, share what is going on with us and talk a bit about the book. We decided that laughter was important to us as well as movement so each month we share something that has made us laugh. Dancing is also a part of our time together as well as singing. It is such fun.
Going through my notes today in preparation for our next meeting I came across all of the jokes I have collected and shared during this past year and got tickled all over again…..you know, the good thing about not having such a great memory is that you can enjoy the same things countless times. So here are some of the funnier ones.
“Old age is coming at a really bad time.”
“I laughed so hard tears ran down my leg.”
“I’m so old I remember when water was free and you had to pay for porn”
“I’m so old I can remember going through a whole day without taking a picture of anything.”
“As I’ve grown older I’ve learned that pleasing everyone is impossible, but pissing everyone off is a piece of cake.”
“The idea is to die young…as late as possible.”
Charlie Brown and Snoopy are having a conversation. Charlie Brown says, “Some day we will all die, Snoopy.” Snoopy replies, “True, but on all the other days we will not.”
“I don’t think outside the box. I don’t think inside the box. I don’t even know where the damn box is.”
“Getting lucky means walking into a room and remembering why I’m there.”
“I’m at that delusional age where I think everyone looks wayyyy older than I do.”
“A group of your neighbors wish to announce that the “one way” frosty glass in your bathroom is facing the wrong way.”
“Exhaustipated means I’m too tired to give a shit.”
I no long ask myself “What do I want to let go of and what do I want to hang onto?” Instead I ask, “What do I want to let go of and what do I want to give myself to.” (Parker M. Palmer)
And from, Change Me Prayers, by Tosha Silver
“Change me, Divine Beloved into one who is freed from the illusion of time. Protect me from the toxic views this culture holds about age. Help me be open to a miracle of regeneration in every way. May I know I am a dazzling and eternal Soul, not a chronological number.”