I Think I Know…


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My daughter, Kate, phoned last evening.

“I am OLD!” was her conversation starter.

Last week a customer and I were chatting.

“I think we’re just about the same age,” he said, “I’m sixty-four; how old are you?”

My mind went blank.

“I’m not sure…I’m either sixty-one or sixty-two.”

He gave me a quizzical look.

I know the year I was born. I could do the math!

“What year is this?” I asked.

Two thousand fourteen.

On some level I already knew that!

Which means I am sixty-two.

And (it dawned on me), if this is 2014, my daughter Kate will turn forty this year! Geez, I’d have sworn she was no more than thirty-seven!

Thus, when she started a conversation by saying “I am OLD!“, I naturally thought it was her birthday.

My mind raced and near-panic set in, as I scrambled to find the calendar…”WHAT MONTH IS THIS??? Could it already be December? Did I forget my daughter’s birthday???”

Kate went on to explain that she was standing in Starbuck’s. The coffee smelled great but she couldn’t get coffee because she has found, lately, that if she drinks coffee in the evening, it keeps her awake.

Never happened when she was younger.

“I know just how you feel,” I told her.

18 responses »

  1. ha! tropical america seems like june year round; it’s hard to keep up with the months!

    sometimes we can be so deep in right-brain mode that we do lose all concept of time.

    nope, you’ll have to have thanksgiving before time for the big 40 celebration!


    • If it weren’t for the holidays, maybe I’d be completely lost, eh? I like to think it’s busy-ness that makes me so “lost in time,” and not the other possibility. Seems I’m behind on everything these days, including getting caught up with you and your lovely blog. Soon! Meanwhile, thanks for sticking with me, Lisa, and for your always generous comments!

  2. Ha! I know how you feel too. I was on the ‘phone to a credit card company the other day and one of their security questions was “what age will you be on your next birthday?”. I had to work it out on my fingers.

  3. Yes, I know the feeling well. Lose track of time and bam there are over due bills looking me in the face and all that “good stuff.” Age is what you make of it, not what it makes of you. Ha, wish I could heed my own words. πŸ™‚

  4. Your friend saying, “I think we’re the same age” reminded me of a poem I wrote on my dad’s birthday with the line, “Now that we’re the same age…” He loved that, and quoted it back to me for years. You and your daughter are probably about the same age now.

  5. My son will turn 40 next year. It seems like he is catching up to me as fast as I’m catching up to my parents. It is funny who a 20 year spans seems shorter when you get older.

  6. Lucky for me I don’t have any kids as a reminder of how old I am. Therefore, I’m forever young. Yeah, tell that to the girl in the mirror!

    And what will happen when you become so old you can’t do math in your head to figure out how old you actually are? Hmm, I guess you’ll be forever young then too!

  7. It looks like you’ve taken on the challenge of posting every day for a month? I give you huge props for having the discipline!
    Anyway….I think we all forget our exact ages as we get older, maybe because it’s not so important anymore? πŸ™‚ At least that’s what I tell myself!

    • I have! We’ll see how I do with the discipline!
      Yes, age is not as important anymore…no big driving, drinking, voting or “age of being recognized as an adult” numbers in my future. And there’s always forgetfulness, too! Thanks for reading, Karen, and for your comments!

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