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My Future Staring Back At Me When I was young, I remember thinking old people were kind of scary. Most young people do. Perhaps it is the reality of our future that we deny, even then. As a hairdresser, I now find that I love my elderly guests the most. I enjoy their time with me, find them adorable, and find myself hoping I am that cute, when that age. I had a regular guest once, who was a hun.dred and sev,en years old...Yes, you read that right...a hundr.ed and sev.en. I don't think I want t.o reach that age, but likely, she didn't want t.o either. We don't get t.o decide those things and no, I don't believe there is some book somewhere with the expiration date listed. We get what we get. I asked her once what her secret was, and her sister answered for me, "Our family was comfortable, she was a librarian and never married, nor had " The realization st.ruck m.e that it was lack of stress she referred t.o , and I laughed and remarked, "Well, I guess I'm screwed." which she said, " M.e too sister" My new favorite is a little petite woman with blaze red hair. I color it to be vibrant and match her pistol-like personality. She is so sweet, adorable, and funny that I want t.o wrap my arms about her and squeeze, but it is a pandemic, so I just squeeze her forearm lightly. Instead we talk, we laugh, and I enjoy her delight when she checks out my work at the end. "Are you dating anyone?" the sweet old woman smiled, her weathered creases deepening, as she peered through her glasses. "I have gone on dates...It was too soon for the longest time. Then I met Narcissistic Fuckwit with an accent, we both know where that went. And now? I've just been working on me." I kept curling the pretty red hair that was left. "Narcissistic Fuckwit?" Joan cackled. "Well, if calling him that makes you feel better, I think that's a perfect name" She smiled her beatific smile at the mirror image. "I figure that when the right one comes along, it will happen and I won't be able t.o stop that. Might as well enjoy my solitude now." The wise old woman thought about what I had said and was quiet a moment "It's too late for me now...I never wanted another after mine died. But, you are young yet, just a baby. And, you deserve that feeling again." I looked back into her mirror image, "You're probably right Joan...and thank you from the bottom of my heart" My eyes welled a little, because her kindness touched me. Her wisdom wrapped me in a soothing blanket of sisterly kindness, that only a woman can share with another woman. Yeah, I love the elderly women that grace my chair, as they are my glimpse into my future... Song addition for this post When I'm S.ixty Fo.ur - The Beatles |
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When I'm Sixty-Four The Beatles When I get older losing my hair Many years from now Will you still be sending me a Valentine Birthday greetings bottle of wine If I'd been out till quarter to three Would you lock the door Will you still need me, will you still feed me When I'm sixty-four You'll be older too And if you say the word I could stay with you I could be handy, mending a fuse When your lights have gone You can knit a sweater by the fireside Sunday mornings go for a ride Doing the garden, digging the weeds Who could ask for more Will you still need me, will you still feed me When I'm sixty-four Every summer we can rent a cottage In the Isle of Wight, if it's not too dear We shall scrimp and save Grandchildren on your knee Vera, Chuck and Dave Send me a postcard, drop me a line Stating point of view Indicate precisely what you mean to say Yours sincerely, wasting away Give me your answer, fill in a form Mine for evermore Will you still need me, will you still feed me When I'm sixty-four
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Slave rick
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Great song
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I just love this story. My hairdresser has a client that is 98 and she so reminds me of your Joan. She does have a boyfriend now that she shares time with but oh my those words of wisdom she utters.
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a very lovely story
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Don’t Forget Me Harry Nilsson And when were older and full of cancer It doesnt matter now, come on get happy Cause nothing lasts forever But I will always love you Dont forget me, please dont forget me Make it easy only just for a little while You know I think about you Let me know you think about me, too youtube.com/watch?v=0Idc-sNYj60
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11/16/2020 6:43 am |
Hot
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'' I was punching in the numbers at the ATM machine I could see in the reflection A face staring back at me ''
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There's a quote that I love, from the author Terry Pratchett.... "Inside every old person there's a young person wondering what the hell happened."
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Joan is a wise woman and her words have weight. Howling at the moon and mal ad osteo.
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Its a very important perspective ... and looking at the picture, I find her to be very, very beautiful ...
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11/16/2020 2:36 pm |
Good post.
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I love this post. Your future looks beautiful.
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Great song
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I just love this story. My hairdresser has a client that is 98 and she so reminds me of your Joan. She does have a boyfriend now that she shares time with but oh my those words of wisdom she utters.
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a very lovely story
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'' I was punching in the numbers at the ATM machine I could see in the reflection A face staring back at me ''
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There's a quote that I love, from the author Terry Pratchett.... "Inside every old person there's a young person wondering what the hell happened."
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Joan is a wise woman and her words have weight.
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Its a very important perspective ... and looking at the picture, I find her to be very, very beautiful ...
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Good post.
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I love this post. Your future looks beautiful.
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Your client is just like a person in this song. "My Back Pages" is a song written by Bob Dylan and included on his 1964 album Another Side ... "Ah, but I was so much older then: I'm younger than that now". "One Big Sky Covers Us All Equally"
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11/19/2020 7:41 am |
oh those eyes.... what do they see, what would they say...... to be a part of her life and loves.....
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Your client is just like a person in this song. "My Back Pages" is a song written by Bob Dylan and included on his 1964 album Another Side ... "Ah, but I was so much older then: I'm younger than that now".
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oh those eyes.... what do they see, what would they say...... to be a part of her life and loves.....
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got any pics
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Sorry I missed this when it was first posted. It's beautiful and the sentiment is poetic. We are all going to be there someday. I plan to try to arrive with some grace and dignity. ( and kicking and screaming a bit.)XXXX P.s. the photo is beautiful. "Men need to hunt. She obviously understands this. She’s offering herself as prey. Not easy prey. But willing.”
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Sorry I missed this when it was first posted. It's beautiful and the sentiment is poetic. We are all going to be there someday. I plan to try to arrive with some grace and dignity. ( and kicking and screaming a bit.)XXXX P.s. the photo is beautiful.
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