At the mall tonight, we saw a woman who was probably at least 75 years old, wearing a tight knit shirt with a short, mid thigh length flouncy skirt. Her hair was died red and she was wearing flip flops.
I wrote a little bit back about people dressing their age.
What is it about our generation that refuses to grow out of what they were or did when they were young?
Looking at her, I was reminded of the song, Delta Dawn, that Helen Reddy sang. It was about an older woman who had been jilted as a young woman and became mentally unhinged as a result. She wore the rose every day that she was supposed to wear to meet the man, but the rose was long ago faded.
As I looked at the woman at the mall, I felt sorry for her and also for all the people of my generation and thereabouts that cannot move on from their past.
It is sad.
Tuesday, July 27, 2010
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It is almost as though our generation has forgotten what it is to "grow old gracefully".
ReplyDeleteElla Cliver