When I retired from teaching a few years ago, my then 89-year-old mother was visibly disappointed...
It makes me feel old to have a daughter who is retired, she tells me.
Well, I've taken early retirement, I remind her.
She's adjusted to my retirement now. But as my birthday looms, the birthday when the government deems me old enough to receive an "old age" pension, I ask my mother if she needs anything at the drug store. I'm planning to go there on "Seniors Day."
But you're not old enough to get a seniors' discount, she tells me indignantly, as though being a senior is a right only she can claim.
I want to laugh, but instead I say: You only have to be 55 to get it.
Should I be concerned? Or thankful?
Thankful that however old I get, there is one person who thinks I'm still young!
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