Tuesday, August 25, 2009

Thoughts On Turning 60

No, I am NOT turning 60; at least not in the next 30 years. It's actually my mom who turned 60, and my dad will follow suit next year. I just didn't get much quality sleep last night, and for some reason, I woke up thinking about age.

We humans put great stock in birthdays. There are certain years which we consider as milestones in our lives. Turning 1, turning 7, turning 16, 18, 30, 60...

I never really thought about it before, by I wonder what my mom was thinking earlier this month when she turned 60? She has been through a lot in her life, more than her share, I think. She had to raise two willful daughters, put them through college. She had to deal with a husband who always had the brightest ideas but was too kindhearted to actually make it big. A couple of years ago, a cataract operation went bad, and she went blind in one eye. At least she got a break when she was approved for social security disability; although that isn't much, at least she had a little bit of money of her own coming in.

They're both retired, in their 60s, with their children living their own lives. I wonder if they feel bad about it? I wonder if they feel that they have raised us well? I wonder if, when I do turn 60, I would feel the same way the do?

3 comments:

  1. Happy birthday to Tita Marina!

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  2. Hay. Nakaka-guilty ang lahat lahat na we put mommy and dad through all sorts of crazy stuff...hanggang ngayon. Hehe. Kaya grabe gusto ko kahit last 20 yrs man lang ng life nila makabawi sana ako. Hehe. Nagmamadali na nga ako maka-ok.

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  3. This reminds me about my ideas on my grandmother's life...so hard. Once I asked what part of her life was her favorite to remember. She said, "Well, I guess it was when I was scrubbing other peoples' floors." (She'd worked for a while as a cleaning lady.) I asked why, and she said, "I was doing something important--putting my girls through college!"

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