Although each aspect of old age has it downsides, it has some major upsides. The best feature by far is being a free agent. That feature is pure Nirvana. You are no longer a machine with parts, you are a complete human. You are no longer just "tits and ass". You no longer have raging hormones controlling you like your period or PMS or menopause. You no longer have to reproduce and all that is involved with it. You no longer are on the front line of motherhood-- remember when you felt guilty if you weren't actively parenting? Remember when you came last, after work ( the deadlines), parenting, (organizing the birthday parties) and being a wife (going to his annual Christmas party, or worse--having to have it.)
You don’t have to worry about marriage or divorce. That is now a done deal—one way or the other. You no longer have to raise teenagers. You have put in your time with soccer teams, school projects, and hoping that the kids will become solid citizens, or at least self-sufficient. You no longer have to work (in most cases) and have to answer to a boss or the market.
You don’t even have to make dinner. If you want popcorn for dinner you can have it. If you have a husband he can share the bowl. After unending years of responsibility, you are now a free agent. Bob Dylan’s famous song, Gotta Serve Somebody, should be revised to exclude old people.
You don’t have to worry about marriage or divorce. That is now a done deal—one way or the other. You no longer have to raise teenagers. You have put in your time with soccer teams, school projects, and hoping that the kids will become solid citizens, or at least self-sufficient. You no longer have to work (in most cases) and have to answer to a boss or the market.
You don’t even have to make dinner. If you want popcorn for dinner you can have it. If you have a husband he can share the bowl. After unending years of responsibility, you are now a free agent. Bob Dylan’s famous song, Gotta Serve Somebody, should be revised to exclude old people.
You might be a rock ’n’ roll addict prancing on the stage
You might have drugs at your command, women in a cage
You may be a businessman or some high-degree thief
They may call you Doctor or they may call you Chief
But you’re gonna have to serve somebody, yes indeed
You’re gonna have to serve somebody
Well, it may be the devil or it may be the Lord
But you’re gonna have to serve somebody
If you have your health and enough money to get by on, ( two big ifs) you are not responsible for or to anyone. For the first time in your life – you are not going to have to serve anyone.
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