Last weekend, my kids greeted me in advance on my upcoming birthday. They even volunteered to pull out those white hairs that keep sprouting madly on my head. Funny how they also try to conceal my age, out of love perhaps?
And yes, I’m being persistently pestered by the thought that -
Oh my! My birthday is coming! I’m growing old. I’ll be losing points in terms of marketability! Yes, I’m downgrading and degrading!
Another year to add to this earthly body - another wrinkle, a dash of white hair and some ailments naturally found on a mid-thirty guy. And yes, I have to give up that Fabio type image next year, but I wouldn't be caught looking like Hagrid, promise!
It's really funny what age can do to you - it makes you wiser and smarter but at the same time, frail and vulnerable. Nothing is perfect.
Perhaps, it’s one way of God saying to his creatures that this life is temporary. Go and search for eternity!
And here I am now cleaning my ears…
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment