Yesterday I had an old friend fly in from Honolulu, he was vacationing there, just for lunch. It was great to see and visit with him. I went to school with Mark from K-12th grade, and in my thirties, he owned the dealership I started my career in the car business at. We are talking small town, everyone knew everyone, and these are people who have impacted each other’s lives so much, it doesn’t matter the time in between, friends for life. Last time I saw him was 5 years ago. Felt like a month. Time moves so quickly.
Mark was always ahead of his time in his thinking, and he was the one who introduced me to an organization called Life Extension. I joined in the early nineties, and have read every article about health they have produced. I have also taken a lot of vitamins, herbs, and supplements. Maybe or maybe not, I believe they have had a profound impact on my health during my lifetime. I forgot to thank him for that, so if you get a chance to read this, thank you Mark.
While we were catching up on people we knew, things that have changed or not changed, and other chit chat, he mentioned we were getting old. (We are both the same age). I agreed and made the ridiculous comment that we were only half way there, to 120 or so, theoretic maximum human lifespan. We both kind of smirked at each other, neither one of us thinking we would ever live that long.
I dropped Mark off at the airport after a great visit, picked up my son from school, and came home. The Maui Wrap, the island paper which is about 6 pages long, and lots of grocery store ads, was waiting for me. When I opened it to read it, the first thing I saw was a short article about a lady living here in Maui who just celebrated her 102nd birthday. She was born in 1915, and lived her whole very active life in California until she was 96, then moved here to Maui to be with her son. I figured it out quicker than she did, I moved here over 30 years younger than her. She is still active in organizations, and the picture of her on her birthday doesn’t show some crippled up old lady, but a healthy, vibrant woman.
Her recipe for life: “Don’t think old”. I find myself doing and saying that a lot more than I should. I was also saying and thinking that when I was 30, and 40, and 50. The point is, if you feel old, you are. If you act old, you are. Now don’t think that buying the latest fashions or driving a sports car will bring back time, but your mind is a powerful tool that can help delay the disease of aging. How you take care of yourself also has a tremendous impact on your biological age. Your body needs nourishment, it needs rest, and probably the most important thing, is to live your life without a lot of negative stress. Turn off the TV, learn something new every day, get involved, love, laugh, care, enjoy your life. ENJOY YOUR LIFE.
Do you think she thought about getting old? I doubt it. She probably never even thought about it. That’s how I want to live the rest of my life. None of us know how long we get to be here. I would like to think I have a lot of years left. But one thing I know I need to do for sure. Today I’m going to stop thinking old.
I wonder what it will be like in 2073.