|By JamesWhistler, 1871, The Artist's Mother|
But it brought up that nagging question, how to grow old gracefully. I have dissected this all week and have felt that this is a bit of an oxymoron. First of all, for me it implies that there could be something graceful about growing old. Other than the alternative, there is nothing good about growing old. Graceful is something like dance. Graceful is not football; although there certainly are some balletic moves in football--as slow motion has shown.
But I digress. For me, its more about how much young you can do without looking stupid. I think of the people I know growing old gracefully, and they are embracing the right amount of young, and FIGHTING the old. And its a battle--just like it is to dance gracefully.
So, I guess the question is: do you want to do battle with the old, and embrace the correct quantity of the young? Or do you just want to give up and be old? Poor Norma didn't get it right.