LOVE AND LONG LIFE

 

Age is a testament to one's will and ability to stay relevant, strong, healthy, and wise in a world hell-bent on sending us to an early grave.

Age is more than “just a number”, as the world says. Age is a testament to one's will and ability to stay relevant, strong, healthy, and wise in a world hell-bent on sending us to an early grave. In times gone by it was normal to see and interact with an octogenarian or even a centenarian, (my great-grandfather was only 82 when he passed.)  In Biblical times, (for those who believe), centuries were like decades, and those who lived long lives were viable until they expired. Today, anyone over ninety is usually feeble and must be cared for because their mental and physical faculties have waned to such a degree as to be infantile in scope. Some exceptional senior citizens have remained potent in every way imaginable, and are examples of what is possible for us all.

When you cross the path of an elder, do not reflexively pity them or scoff blindly at their meager existence, instead bow or extend a show of reverence because they have paved the way for you to exist and behave in a manner that pleases you. This behavior of respect was once the norm but has fallen away to that deep dark place where common sense and “good manners” go to take their final rest. “Good manners and respect” are not dead, however, today’s youth are so blind to them, that they cease to exist as a universal component of our society as a whole. Some countries have retained and maintained these respectful customs and are better off socially because of this cultural retention.

 “Disrespect and irreverence” is the shortest path to a quick and painful demise. Old folks used to say, “A hard head makes a soft butt!” Today, if you get your butt kicked, it is usually permanent. So, don’t play with your young life. Live long and love always. Give love and respect to your elders and every senior you encounter. Even a homeless senior can teach you something about life. (If nothing else, you can learn “what not to do”.) Keep your eyes, ears, and mind open, because life-saving knowledge can come from any source; especially someone who has “seen it all before”.

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