Middle age doesn't exist while you are still alive and kicking. After all, until you have died you won't know where the middle fell. Nowadays the bunch I hang with are either in their first or second childhood. It's kind of hard to tell where one leaves off and the other starts.
I love the way these posts spin off on tangents miles away from the simple tune that inspired them. Now we're on to the meaning of 'middle age' - a subject bound to spark off deep philosophical debate.
I've tried for ages to pin down what 'middle-age' is, and have decided (for the sake of convenience) that it begins at 40 and ends at 60, when 'old age' takes up the baton. Nothing to do with how long you expect to live, otherwise the child that dies in infancy could be described as 'middle aged' at around 1.
You could say that a natural life span could be divided into 4 seasons - spring, summer, autumn and winter. Middle age can also be divided into early middle and late, so I am describing my condition as early old age - whether or not I make it to late old age, does not alter that condition as far as I am concerned, any more than calling me an 'old woman' alters my sex.
Calling me 'childish' does not detract from my elevated status as a senior citizen, either - does it? Now I have worried myself on many levels...
Well, not even knowing how old you are...middle age always feels safe! I'd like to think I am too, but am probably bordering the winter of life. It's more fun to think of myself as the preverbial baby boomer....somehow, no matter how old you are, it sounds good....ha!
Judging from your photo, I'd say you were about 28, Donna, and as we all know, photos never lie. Best not to mention the term 'baby boomer' if you want to keep a secret, though (or say that you have 3 adult children on your blog profile).
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ReplyDelete"recently passed". Lucky you!
ReplyDeleteWhat do you mean "recently passed middle age" - I am well into my seventies and I haven't reached it yet.
ReplyDeleteMiddle age doesn't exist while you are still alive and kicking. After all, until you have died you won't know where the middle fell. Nowadays the bunch I hang with are either in their first or second childhood. It's kind of hard to tell where one leaves off and the other starts.
ReplyDeleteI love the way these posts spin off on tangents miles away from the simple tune that inspired them. Now we're on to the meaning of 'middle age' - a subject bound to spark off deep philosophical debate.
ReplyDeleteI've tried for ages to pin down what 'middle-age' is, and have decided (for the sake of convenience) that it begins at 40 and ends at 60, when 'old age' takes up the baton. Nothing to do with how long you expect to live, otherwise the child that dies in infancy could be described as 'middle aged' at around 1.
You could say that a natural life span could be divided into 4 seasons - spring, summer, autumn and winter. Middle age can also be divided into early middle and late, so I am describing my condition as early old age - whether or not I make it to late old age, does not alter that condition as far as I am concerned, any more than calling me an 'old woman' alters my sex.
Calling me 'childish' does not detract from my elevated status as a senior citizen, either - does it? Now I have worried myself on many levels...
Well, not even knowing how old you are...middle age always feels safe! I'd like to think I am too, but am probably bordering the winter of life. It's more fun to think of myself as the preverbial baby boomer....somehow, no matter how old you are, it sounds good....ha!
ReplyDeleteJudging from your photo, I'd say you were about 28, Donna, and as we all know, photos never lie. Best not to mention the term 'baby boomer' if you want to keep a secret, though (or say that you have 3 adult children on your blog profile).
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