As a Mom, I’m sure you have said a hundred times… “When I was your age…blah blah blah”. I say it all the time. Not to tell my kids that I had to walk over the river and through the woods to get to school, but to show I understand what they are saying.
My daughter is very much like me. So to her I have said that phrase many times. She smiles and listens and nods her head. I feel good that I can relate to my daughter, talk to her and share stories.
But then I wonder what she thinks when I say “When I was your age”. Cuz it was DECADES ago. Decades! Not just one… multiple! Thirty plus years ago to an 11-year-old must sound like I walked with the dinosaurs. But I can remember it like it was yesterday.
Of course the reality is that I can’t remember the actual yesterday. So if I can’t remember yesterday, saying I can remember it like it was yesterday is saying I can’t remember a darn thing. (Losing my
mind memory is a whole other post!)
But I can remember so well what happened thirty years ago. I don’t know how it’s possible that I’m old enough to remember way back to the previous century. Somehow I am.
When I was my kids age, kids were carrying boom boxes on their shoulders, the bigger the better. When I was their age, I remember being so happy having an extra long telephone cord. The phone could reach all the way to a chair! Now that was good stuff! When the cord was stretched all the way, it would make it to the hallway! You could actually talk in another room! That was privacy.
Today, carrying your music on your shoulder would look ridiculous. It’s carried in your pocket. And phones can go everywhere now. Privacy these days is taking the phone with you when you go pee!
In the car with my daughter, my favorite song came on the radio. I turned it up high and sang my little ‘ole heart out. I was rockin’! When my daughter asked why we where listening to old music, I said “This is not old music! It’s Def Leppard!” … and then she asked how old I was when this song came out.
Oh, just never mind, dear.