Well, it’s now just over 3 months since I turned 40. Yup, it still sucks.
Funny thing is that normally, I don’t “feel” 40. I still like music that’s new and edgy. While I hope I’m wiser, I still think about many of the same things I used to, enjoy the same things, etc. And other than our on-going financial “tightness”, I pretty much like everything about my life.
It’s just that when age comes up, and I have to answer “40″, I feel SOOOO old, and like I’m moving too fast though time - and, yes, my life. But it’s not just my numerical age that sucks… what puts my underwear in a bind - is the “rules” of this new decade of my life.
A friend of mine, also in his 40s, got a Miata. Why? Because he likes it, and he could afford it. But you can’t just do that in your 40s; everyone asked him about his “mid-life crisis”. “At that age” he should be looking for comfort and luxury, not fun and excitement.
When I talk to people about music, and they find out that I get bored with most music out there, and that I like hip-hop, newer rock, etc. - they wonder why I’m trying so hard to stay “cool”. I’m not supposed to think that way, only “young peope” are…. “What’s that old guy doing pumping APX?”
Same with Church. I should be able to settle down and enjoy “grown up” services, you know, where you go, listen, worship - all without too much excitement, energy and passion…. don’t want to overdo it…. might strain something. I mean, come on, as long as we’re doing stuff that was hip in the ’80s and ’90s.
…and let’s not even talk about sex…
I cling to two images in my mind, and hope I can strive to be like them as I continue to age. One is of my high school best friend’s parents. Married for 30+ years. Couldn’t look at each other without getting that “look” in their eyes… you know what I mean. The other is of a 60+ year old man at our church in IL, CCC. Every time we rocked the house with loud, edgy and hip music, or did something really funny or “artsy-fartsy”, he made a point to come back to me at the sound board and just gush about how cool it was… not only that he himself really enjoyed it, which he did, but how the excitement, quality and “currentness” would attract younger disillusioned people.
I want to remain forever 30. My body may age, but I refuse to.