I don't mean just older. No, not just turning 30 or 40 or 50.
I really look forward to 40 because I am determined to be the hottest 40 year old to walk the face of the earth. (No, not in the Heidi Montag/Pratt way either.) As in I have 14 years to getting around to working my a$$ off. I need that much of a head start. I suffer from slight-chronic-laziness.
I mean that I truly look forward to being vintage.
Where my hands are wrinkled and soft.
When I will laugh at people who want to be the hottest 40 year old on the face of the earth.
While I can still be entirely independent and inspire others with my overflowing well of wisdom and love.
I look forward to being like my Gran.
I spent the better part of the day with her. Better being because it was with her (and not screaming, tantruming, overtired children). No, I'm kidding, (not about the screaming, tantruming, overtired children part) spending time with her is by far the best time ever. Period.
It helps that she's the most wonderful woman ever.
And she bribed me with Smarties as a child. Totally worked.
I watched her today.
I watched the way she was always polite to others. Even when they were abrupt with her.
I watched her grin and bear it. Even when she was uncomfortable.
I watched her gingerly but stubbornly insist on being generous to a a fault. Even when I argued. (But she was the one I inherited my stubbornness from, so I lost. Thanks Gran...)
I watched her as she spoke so lovingly of my Mom and my Kiddos.
I watched as she walked, determined, for hours, at 91 years and 4 months of age, because she'll have time later to rest.
Most importantly though, I listened. I listened because I'd be damn stupid if I didn't.
Simply put, she's THE BRAVEST WOMAN WHO WALKS THE FACE OF THE EARTH.
I look forward to being 91 years and 4 months old. And I certainly hope by that time I have a granddaughter who adores me the way I adore her. (I plan on using Smarties.)