OH NO! My great fear…..They found me
I had heard about this happening. Others I told me about the day it happened to them. I can’t believe it!!
I have spent years growing, maturing and preparing for the journey ahead. Lord knows, I have had my share of struggles and disappointments. Despite all that, I have remained encouraged and have a life that I love along with the many ups and downs. But, not this!
I have dealt with a crazy and painful past. Through time, healing continues. I started as a theater major in college and soon realized my height of 5’11 would not help in my desire to become a leading lady on Broadway. No problem, I changed my majors to Music Education/Jazz Performance and Psychology. It was all for the best.
Later, I dealt with the realization that some men are just plain crazy! No problem, I adjusted and now ask for medical and psychological records and do a background search on the guy before meeting him in a safe place (Okay, I don’t go THAT far…but nowadays?)
As time passed, my body grew older and I found out that the eggs in my human dairy case were not renewing with each month but were the same age as I was. I was carrying around 40 plus year old eggs in my body. Even if I was to get married and have children, in MY case, I knew the babies would come out with gray hair, arthritis, toothless, of course, and holding onto a senior citizen’s discount card. Still, after realizing that children would probably not be in the picture, I was okay over time.
Even when my women’s doctor had the nerve to bring up that, that word that begins with an “M”, (yes menopause) I failed to pass out. Although, I am still in denial with anything having to do with that word, I’m okay and life continues.
But now, after years of running, hiding, praying and telling my friends that they would NEVER find me…the worst has happened. I went to my mailbox today and found something almost as bad as finding a tax audit. Help me Lord! I received a life insurance application from AARP! No!
No, it isn’t fair! It isn’t right. How did they know where I lived? I just moved! How did they know I turned 50 years old this year? WHY???? I am now one of “those” people they talk about on TV. Oh, how I long for the days of my youth. Now, my name is on the list of mailings to help me plan for my timely demise. How can it be?
However, I guess that means I can now get some discounts for stuff, huh?
“O Death, where is your victory? O death, where is your sting?” – Okay, I took that scripture all out of the context it was meant, but you get what I’m trying to say.
Charlotte ‘the senior citizen” Hunt