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Facing It

July 3, 2012 by D. A. Wolf 13 Comments

There was no need to lie about my age as I moved through the corridors of the school with a thirty-something man at my side. I was wearing my twenty-something face.

I was lost on the way to a lecture, and he was a Teaching Assistant I had approached outside the brick building as he was locking his bicycle into the rack. I had inquired about the whereabouts of the room I needed, knowing I was running late.

He offered to show me the way. His eyes were hazel and his hair was sandy. I could feel the intensity of his gaze, the heat of him after physical exertion, the sensation that he was interested.

He pressed against me slightly, though perhaps it was only due to the hallways being crowded as we were bumped and jostled. I’m wondering if I even care about the lecture at this point, as he leads me through the warren of basement twists and turns, and I think to pull up my plaid scarf, just in case. And I don’t want the scarf to slip.

I don’t want the man to see by my neck that I’m no longer twenty-something or thirty-something for that matter. I want this moment to last. Isn’t it always the neck that shows our age first? He’s attractive, and I’m enjoying the flirtation.

Then I awaken from the dream, uncertain where I am or exactly how old I might be in reality.

Aging Out of Friendships

Sometimes we age out of friendships like anything else, and it’s a terrible shame. Friendships sustain us, but circumstances change – we change – and we cannot reclaim the quality of connection.

Sometimes the years go by, our lives diverge, our faces and bodies show their wear and we run into an old friend and it’s like three weeks have passed – not three years, or twenty-three years for that matter.

I met up with an old friend last week – and before heading out to meet her, I wondered if she would find me aged. I’ve lived challenging times in the four years since we last saw each other. I’m convinced that it shows, though facing myself in the mirror routinely, I try to focus on the whole as well as my assets, and then I move on to more important issues: who I am, what I think, what I will accomplish today.

As for our afternoon together, I found my friend unchanged, though her children were barely recognizable. I was unconcerned with her perceptions of my physical self, as the energetic exchange between us flowed as usual – the conversation, the understanding, the interest, the caring.

Aging and Getting Beyond It

I am contemplating a gathering I attended recently. All the men and women were at midlife – most in their fifties and sixties best I could tell. What struck me was their energy, the quality of discussion, the activities they were engaged in, many of which had little or nothing to do with themselves – but with others in their lives and in their communities.

As I was observing the other women present, I couldn’t imagine them pouting over their pores, or languishing over days gone by. The past is the past; here and now there are things to be done, to be explored, to be learned, to be savored.

Growing older seems so natural at times, or better still – a non-event. In fact, it’s only when  I’m immersed in television, film, or certain online sites that encourage a pointless preoccupation with how I look that I feel my sense of self undermined. Otherwise, I’m not bothered at all. I’m too busy living to be bothered.

And I’m increasingly able to dismiss anything else as pertains to my aging face.

Our Beautiful Aging Faces

There are days I feel beautiful – for no particular reason, and I revel in the feeling. I suspect it has to do with a decent night’s sleep, an accomplishment, a sense of being loved, or a piece of good news from one of my sons.

There are other days I go about my business, cleansing my face in support of “the revolution” and purposely leaving it at that, as appearance barely registers at all.

In the spirit of facing ourselves and feeling good, I would like to return to a wonderful series at A Femme d’Un Certain Age, showing the remarkable faces of midlife women – 40-somethings, 50-somethings, and 60-somethings. Their faces reflect lives filled with curiosity and openness, as they continue to live – and give.

Of course we will dream ourselves at younger ages, and enjoy the moments for what they are – pleasurable or bittersweet.

Of course age discrimination still exists, particularly for women. And we do what we have to – to survive economically.

But face it. We grow older if we’re fortunate. Shouldn’t we fight for the privilege of aging gracefully, rather than trying so hard to deny it?



© D. A. Wolf

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  1. TheKitchenWitch says

    July 3, 2012 at 11:47 am

    And hey, if you ever need a jolt of inspiration, I have two words for you: Helen Mirren. Holy hotcakes!

    Reply
    • BigLittleWolf says

      July 3, 2012 at 12:00 pm

      Holy Hotcakes indeed, TKW! (But we can’t all be Helen Mirren. And we need to be fine with that.)

      🙂

      Reply
  2. Robert says

    July 3, 2012 at 2:10 pm

    I am completely unconcerned with whether being a target of life’s arrows shows on my face, but I am very concerned with how it shows up in my personality. Living with someone who has been (and apparently is continuously being) traumatized is having the same effect on me.

    I find myself becoming harsh, reactive and on-the-edge, and while I am doing my best to counteract that, I fear that permanent, or at least difficult-to-undo damage is being done. If I can just make it through with the essence of the old me intact, I will be more than happy.

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    • BigLittleWolf says

      July 3, 2012 at 9:51 pm

      What a thoughtful perspective, Robert, and such an important reminder. Even if we (think we) “look great,” it hardly matters to those we interact with if we’re bitter, edgy, impatient, unpleasant… I hear what you’re saying, on keeping the essence of oneself intact.

      Reply
  3. paul says

    July 3, 2012 at 5:16 pm

    I do wonder about energy as we age. We were with the Occupy National Gathering in Philadelphia Sunday and Monday. Slept in our car in the parking lot of the Quaker Meeting where Occupy has been welcomed to have a legal presence. Part of that time we were the legal representatives of the Meeting in case there had been trouble with the police there. It wasn’t that we were old enough to be their parents; we were old enough to be their grandparents. Although some of their recreational activities were not the same as mine, we all got along very well and learned from one another. Came back exhausted (everybody there is going on next to no sleep). I ask myself, how much longer can I keep doing this? But there’s no sense to ask that – you just do whatever you can do. I do believe that sometimes folks at this blog seem to worry too much about things, although I’m sure the support is appreciated (sorry I can’t be better in that regard myself).

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    • BigLittleWolf says

      July 3, 2012 at 5:25 pm

      You do whatever you can do.

      Common sense, Paul. Something we lack too often. As always, I’m impressed by the consistent commitment you and Fran apply in your lives, to your lives.

      Reply
  4. Gandalfe says

    July 3, 2012 at 6:00 pm

    I was talking to my 81 year old mom last week and she said she finally feels that she’s old. I also remember Betty White saying she didn’t feel old but sure hated that bitch in the mirror. Me, I’m just glad Suzy still puts up with me. Hey, at least the dawg still loves me.

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    • BigLittleWolf says

      July 3, 2012 at 6:23 pm

      You always make me smile, Gandalfe… Yes, sometimes there is a disconnect between what we see in the mirror and who we know we are. All the more reason to rely on the “who we know we are,” no? 🙂

      I hope your mom would agree!

      (And I bet Paul’s mom who is 101 best I recall has secrets she could share with all of us!)

      Reply
  5. Natalie says

    July 3, 2012 at 11:18 pm

    I have a lot of grey hair. I kinda dig it.

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    • BigLittleWolf says

      July 3, 2012 at 11:36 pm

      🙂

      Reply
  6. Barb says

    July 4, 2012 at 11:03 am

    I just had lunch with a friend I hadn’t seen for 30 years. 30 years! We’re meeting up in Portland later this month and thought it wise to connect before trying to identify each other curbside at the airport. What a trip! And it was that “essence” of her that Paul referred to that was still there; her quirky facial expressions, her laugh, the way she touches your arm and leans in when she shares something a bit scandalous. We were girls when we were last together. How fortunate we’ve been to have had so much life since then….great post and great reminder that aging is a privilege.

    Reply
  7. Wolf Pascoe says

    July 5, 2012 at 5:06 pm

    I’d much rather feel good than look good. I’m completely fine not looking like Helen Mirren.

    Reply

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