I hope you are all having a wonderful day with family.
This year for Christmas, I got old. I’m not talking about the plethora of socks and hand soap I got for gifts this year either. Although, I suppose it doesn’t help.
I feel old.
I am old.
Last night the kids showed Paul and I the internet and some thing called memes. Some of them were rather clever, but most to me seemed like a waste of time. I wouldn’t know how to make one or how to get something like that on my blog. I an old fashioned. I use words.
I felt old as I watched my husband put on his reading glasses to squint at the moving objects on their phones.
Didn’t we know that people can get really rich making cat memes?
I can barely figure out how to upload my own pictures. Geez!
I look at my children and think how much like me they are, but I can’t relate. I don’t understand their world. Their generation is alien to me. I spent my childhood reading books and riding my bike. I like their world, but I don’t belong there.
Then I realized that I am the old fashioned one now. I am the one out of touch.
This morning our family read the Christmas story out of the Bible. We had an adult discussion on view points and beliefs. Then we opened our gifts like we have every year. We ate lunch together. Then my oldest two children left to be with the families of their significant others. They spent the day with people I don’t know. They weren’t at home like they were year after year watching movies and playing games.
They have grown up. It is the way that it is meant to be. I feel old and left behind.
I think I know what I want to be when I grow up. Younger!! I saw that on a meme somewhere…
Maybe I will have to ask for the fountain of youth next year for Christmas!