What is the first thing that comes to mind when you hear the
word crossover? Because I have sons who have played basketball, my first
inclination is a basketball reference.
I see my son dribbling the ball down the right side of the court,
dashing in front of an opposing player. Crossing to the other side of the court,
he stops and shoots the ball from the three-point line…swish. Nothing but net.
Well, this story is not about basketball, but it was
nostalgic reminiscing about being a basketball mom. This story is in fact about
aging – things you don’t see coming. Your body can change when you least expect
it.
I’ve heard people debate about what age a person starts to
feel old. I haven’t conducted a survey, but considering a couple of recent
encounters, I say that age is sixty. Here’s my story…
On a much-needed vacation, I indulged in a lot of sightseeing and taking photos. I struck a pose inside a botanical garden, then another in front of an outdoor fountain, and others while sitting on a park bench. The sun was shining and I was feeling relaxed, sassy, and stylish, until…
While enjoying dinner on a restaurant patio with my mom, I
scrolled through my phone and showed her the photos we’d taken throughout the
day. She zoomed in on a photo I thought was cute and shared the same sentiment.
It was one of me basking in the sunshine
while sitting on a bench.
Mom pointed to the photo and said, “I like this one, but
what is that on your stomach?”
It was my turn to inspect the photo. I removed my glasses
(designed for nearsightedness), squinted,
and stared at the picture. I saw what mom was looking at and said, “do you mean
my boobs?!”
Sagging boobs… is this one of the signs of old age that you
don’t see coming? Could this be resolved with a good Victoria Secret push-up
bra? If that fails, the next option may be a hoist.
I thanked mom for her observation and vowed to tuck away the
blouse that told the world that I was aging without grace. Or did I just
accomplish that with this blog post?
Yep, I have crossed over into the land of aging, but it’s
okay. Like fine wine, I’m going to make each year better with time, and so
should you.
Live each day with an attitude of gratitude, no matter what,
find something to be grateful for.
