I took the kids to visit my parents this weekend. Always a lot to do when in the "Hill". My parents live in the same house I grew up in. I always have this inner dialog reconciling the memories of my teenage years with my current reality - being a parent. It only seems like yesterday I hung out with my friends in that house. Staying up too late and causing all kinds of drama.
My actual age always seems to catch me by surprise...it sneaks up on my when I least expect it....like at this last visit.
There it was - in front of me - the AARP magazine. A sign that not only am I aging, but my parents are too! Looking back at me from this magazine is....Harrison Ford. I immediately thought of the poster I had hanging on my closet door. Harrison Ford as Indiana Jones....the hat, the whip, the razor stubble. I was in love with this guy - young and handsome.
Now here he is, the bathroom reading in my Dad's half-bath, staring at me from the front of the AARP magazine. Is this where he thought he'd be....once sex symbol....now a 68 year old cover story of AARP.
I know we all get older, but this was a hard reality for me. I see my kids getting older and I know I am aging, but it doesn't really register. Even looking at Harrison Ford, he doesn't look like he's older than my Father (now that's a bit creepy - I admit) but speaking about his 'kinder, gentler life" in AARP reminds me that Indiana Jones - Raiders of the Lost Ark came out in 1981...30 YEARS AGO!
