A challenge

January 15th, 2010


There’s a thing doing the rounds on Facebook at the moment where people use a photo of themselves when they were much younger.

When you have only known someone from a certain point in their life, it is amazing and charming to see them when they were younger. It is so easy to slip into treating a forty, fifty, sixty year old as if they were always that age. But they were not. They were once idealistic, had a first kiss, had a first love and listened to music their parents hated. They once threw sticks at chestnut trees, jumped into puddles and played with frog spawn.

Someone once said that it’s important to keep in touch with friends from our teens and twenties so that we will always have someone who still remembers us at that age. Imagine what it must be like for an old person who has no friends from their youth. Imagine what it must be like to be surrounded by people who only see you as old.

So the challenge is this: whenever you meet a person you consider “old”, try to imagine them young, jumping into puddles and having their first kiss. Deep down, that is who they really are.

Our bodies will grow old but we do not have to.

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