Well as you know I am 23 years old & proud.
Some days I am an older mature woman living in a 23 year old body.
Other days I am …well maybe not the typical 23 year old but the typical 23 year old ME..
I may be the spoil, bratty, immature 23 year old that fusses when she doesn’t get her own way. *hides face* MAYBE.. I said Maybe…
JUST MAYBE! DAMMIT!
However as I get older by the days, weeks and months the situations that would allow the little brat to rile up is somewhat under control.
Or maybe, just maybe I now interact with people who know how to tame her. *hides face*
We give thanks for those people. (L)(O)(L)
I can be very serious… I can also be miserable… but don’t you dare call me miserable lol
I will simply deny it… like I usually do.
” WHAT!? No! I not miserable, why would you even say that about me?”
Really and truly I know the exact reason for being called miserable, you know like a drunk person would never admit that they are drunk.
I tweeted one day, Sunday, February 12, 2017 (since you were wondering lol) that if I had a choice between two tables with one table for persons my age group and the other being a table for senior citizens. With no hesitation and an easy pick at that, I am definitely selecting the senior citizen table with a lot of enthusiasm!
Like HELLO STORIES AND ENTERTAINMENT!
YEARS OF EXPERIENCES, ADVENTURES, SUCCESSES AND FAILURES.
Seriously have you ever sat down, chat with and listen to someone who is like WAYYY more than your age? Like hello they have been living on earth for so long, they went through it all. The highs, the lows, the valleys,the hills, sunny days, rainy days.
They went through it all.
I am so done with thinking that “dem did Bahn big” many times I thought my Grandma didn’t get certain things but looking back I am sure she totally got it and just played dumb…smart.
I Like to hear historical stories, series of events and adventures that occurred when my parents didn’t even know of each others existence, when they didn’t know whether or not they liked each other enough to even have sex, well.. whether or not my Mom was sure..I am sure my Dad was totally ready and waiting DWL ( IDK IDK IDK my inner Shonda Rhimes is showing, I might be just making up stories just to add a little spice to my blog)..or even much less to think about conceiving my brother ..yea I like to hear about stories from way back.
The world is evolving drastically, the people are evolving.. two year olds now know how to go on YouTube and select what they want to watch…If you are 23 years old or older at two you were NOT able to do that but that’s the technology aspect of it.
On the other hand life kinda remains the same….kinda…. not much has really changed if you really sit and think about it. The same life problems we face today, did not just surface today they have been around for years.
Speaking to someone WAY OLDER THAN MYSELF is like an adventure back in time, I ask them so many questions about their life, about what they were doing when they were 23, (BTW that is absolutely my favourite question to ask, asking them what they were doing at my current age) and they are just always so willing, they never shy away, they enjoy talking you know, the elderly like to chat (CHAT NUFF LIKE ME), man they can chat (LIKE ME), or maybe it is JUST ME CHATTING THEM OUT *Hides face*… well I can tell you this the stories they have are always entertaining… like ALWAYS and with the elderly I am NEVER shy to ask questions.
I love the elderly because they are like babies, I can still rub their back, hold their hands, pat their head, show them love and everybody deserves love no matter your age or your appearance. They are big babies, babies with experiences and adventures.
THEY ARE BABIES WITH AN IMAGINATION OF REALITY.. I was trying to sound cool and I really don’t know how imagination of reality sounds but I typed it and….well…I am going to leave it there.
I love the elderly because they are charming, warm and nice. They know how to share kind words. They can tell how genuine you are and they sometimes can predict the future.
When an elderly person say they can see me doing great things in the future I hold it extremely close to my heart and use it as a reminder.
“Kris you will do great things in the future”
I love the elderly because they are encouraging, they are always encouraging my generation to stay in school, get an education, work hard, be discipline, have manners.
Why do you think they tell us that?
To be nice?
NO… they are teaching us a lesson because they know that’s an essential and important formula to grasped in life.
I love the elderly because they are funny, they say some hilarious things that you would not expect to come out of their mouth… That make you pause…. DIE OF LAUGHTER ….and then say
“Wow… that’s pretty hilarious.”
I love the elderly because they are the walking and living life lessons (literally). If you need advice seek it from an elderly person who has been through that phase in life.
TRUST ME ON THAT ONE
I love the elderly simply because they are an open book, uncensored, not trying to make anything look pretty .
Those people are my favourite kind of people.
There are persons who are my age and older are open like that but also some of the people I meet in my age group are all trying to impress. Literally… they only try to go to certain events or involve in certain things to impress. It annoys me and I can smell a fake from a mile. I can sense when someone is trying to be someone that they are not…simply to impress…
Actually typing that allowed me to think about another blog idea in my head….hmmmm…
(WAIT ON IT)
I love the elderly because they are so humble, so content and no worries. They don’t care about the internet and phones, they don’t care about their outfit, they are just pretty happy to have life because honestly elderly folkes kinda know that…. well….that their time is near…. they know…you know…..
My Grandma jokes all the time about death none of us (the family) likes it but we accept it that she jokes about death she say things like.
” Please uno nuh mek me funeral long and drawn out or me will get up and tell uno fi hurry up”
My mother, her daughter does not find those little comments funny but I laugh because my grandma is okay with dying and I have to love and admire her for that. I love her and I treat her like a baby.
She is my baby!
My grandma only worry about what program she wants to watch and how heavy the piece of chicken breast is that she has to lift with her fork or her tea cup and the density of the liquid in it.
She worked hard for our family now we work for her.
I won’t be bias… Some elderly persons are the total opposite of sugar and spice
DEM VERY BITTAH..!
Have you wondering if life was that horrible…( no it is not, life is what you make it)
IN LIFE WE ALL HAVE A CHOICE …AND BACK IN THEIR YOUNG DAYS (THEY CHOOSE TO BE BITTER AND CAME OUT BITTER AND WILL BE BITTER FOREVER
when I sense negative energy from an elderly person…
Well I do what I normally do to other persons…..
At the end of it all those bitter and sour elderly persons will never ever let me stop showing love to the sweet elderly babies.
IF YOU CAN’T FIND ME…
CATCH ME AT THE SENIOR CITIZEN TABLE DRINKING TEA AND LAUGHING AT FUNNY STORIES.
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