Being senior citizen is not easy to accept

by Ann Lowry Herald Democrat I had a new adventure. This week I went to a senior citizen’s social. A new group is being formed in my community. I had turned down several invitations to join, but finally gave in out of curiousity. I try not to think of myself as a senior citizen, unless I am getting a discount at the movies or a restaurant. Then I am glad to be one. So I made a big move and went. I really didn’t know what to expect, and was really surprised to find a lot of older people there. Right away, I decided that they were all too old for me. After all, what could I possibly have in common with these people? They were all really nice. I found myself enjoying everything, and the refreshments were really good. We discussed a name for the group, but couldn’t decide on any of them because it made us sound too old — Knollwood Over the Hill Bunch, Knollwood Roundtable, Knollwood Nifties, ect. We decided to think about it for a week before we made a decision. Being seniors, we were in no hurry to make a big decision like that. We then made Valentines to give to the people in the nursing home and played games. I once had a friend that always said that even though her body was old, her mind was young. I was too young then to understand, but I now think I know what she meant. When I got home, I passed the mirror. What do you think I saw? A senior citizen was looking back at me.