8.1.06

on the passage of time...

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oday was the first day since hubby and I were living in Baltimore that we had the opportunity to just sit, vegetate, and watch television. During the course of our lazy morning, I noticed two things: There's not very much on television that's worth watching right now, and most importantly, there's an awful lot of advertising dedicated to stopping the aging process. Advertisements for creams and cosmetics for all sorts of body parts promise to "fight the seven signs of aging" during SpongeBob Squarepants. A Google search for the term "stop aging" yields a wide assortment of vitamins, books, nutritional supplements, and surgical procedures, among other items. Millions of dollars are spent on these products annually--the sheer prevalance of the advertisements are testament to the income earned from people trying to stop the inevitable.

All of this begs the question, "Why DO people buy these products?" Being fearful of the passage of time is a fruitless process. Perhaps those who drop $30 on a bottle of Olay believe that every wrinkle erased is equivalent to postponing the end of their time by one more day. For those of us who have experienced someone's struggle to survive firsthand, the notion that a bottle of cream or jar of tablets will put off the unavoidable is a load of rubbish.

I, for one, plan to revel in my wrinkles and accent my gray hairs, for I know that they become a privilege after you've lost your hair to chemo. Hubby and I look forward to being the active, eccentric septagenarians at the end of the block who are still living life to the hilt 'til our time here ends. We plan to celebrate life, and to celebrate the opportunity to grow old together.

Wrinkles be damned.

posted by amanda @ 8:08 PM

6 Comments:

At 1/08/2006 10:57:00 PM, Blogger Beck said...

What a fabulous viewpoint. The joke between Nikki and I was that we were going to be old farts, living in a retirement home, showing off our faded tattoos and various aged piercings. Nikki's a couple body piercings and a whole bunch of tattoos ahead of me (that little ball of sunshine got the chinese symbol for monkey tattooed on both her wrists, god bless her subversion of the system :). I wish you well and all the happiness that getting rid of a rough year, albeit by arbitrary calendar terms, can mean. :)

PS. How is the running going?

 
At 1/09/2006 08:44:00 AM, Blogger amanda said...

Running start had to be delayed--they have the base gym on an abbreviated schedule (they are updating a significant portion of the facility--and it's open for active duty PT only during the day, which effectively shuts me out). And my treadmill comes next weekend. So next Saturday, the moment of reckoning arrives...

:)

 
At 1/09/2006 11:10:00 AM, Blogger Minerva said...

I so agree with you Amanda - let those wrinkles hit me, let the crows feet crinkle my eyes - I really think they are attractive...

When I was first diagnosed and didn't know if I had 6 weeks/months/years, I used to look at the older people in the hospital and envy them, their lives, and their length of life...*sigh*

Still do, to be honest,

Minerva

 
At 1/09/2006 01:03:00 PM, Anonymous RuthlessAngel said...

I must admit, I wish my breasts weren't starting to migrate towards my feet.

p.s.
I miss the bigger picture in the sidebar.

 
At 1/09/2006 04:51:00 PM, Blogger Miss Misery said...

I agree, when I get old enough to have wrinkles, I'll proudly show them. Recently, a boy in my school who had just graduated died in a car crash, he'll never get to have gray hairs and wrinkles. Keep posting =)

 
At 1/10/2006 07:32:00 AM, Blogger coachhope said...

Women have age defying creams; Men have Penis enlargement. It is just wonderful marketing of products that do nothing but play off our insecurities.

 

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