Still in the Story

“Do not regret growing older. It is a privilege denied to many.” – Unknown

I often think that getting older is a privilege — and I genuinely mean that. It’s not something I take for granted. The aches and the odd creaky joint, sure, they turn up whether I like it or not, but I try not to get too hung up on them. They’re just part of the whole process — part of being here, still.

The way I see it, not everyone gets to grow old. Life doesn’t hand that out to everyone. Some people leave far too soon. So every year I’m still around, I see it as a bit of a bonus. A chance to keep going, keep learning, keep being part of things — even if I occasionally forget where I left my glasses.

I’ve been through some tough stuff over the years — really tough at times. Things that knock the wind out of you and leave you wondering what’s next. But somehow, I’ve managed to cope. I don’t say that with a puffed-up chest or a sense of drama — it’s just the truth. I’ve faced a few storms, and I’m still standing. And because of that, I try not to worry too much about what might be round the corner. If something serious crops up, I’ll deal with it as best I can. But until then, I’d rather focus on what’s good — and there’s still a lot of good.

There’s value in the small, ordinary things. A warm drink, a chat, a walk with the dog, a bit of sunshine on the face. They mean more now. And even the days where I feel a bit slow off the mark — well, I try to remind myself that feeling anything at all means I’m still here. Still in the story.

So yes, getting older has its challenges, but I don’t see it as a downhill slope. It’s more of a winding path, full of familiar places and new views. And I’m grateful to still be walking it, even if I do stop now and then to catch my breath.

What about you?

How do you feel about getting older — has your perspective changed over the years? I’d love to hear your thoughts.