We all seem to hate old things because they become obsolete; old people because they have nothing new to say except jabbering about stuff that doesn’t make sense anymore; old places because they remind us of all the things that we want to forget. Yet, there are some old things that cannot be replaced. Like memories: of growing up, of making friends, of raising children, and then watching your children trying to raise their own children and messing up along the way.

Sometimes, old age is a funny thing: you know all about the good and the bad, but you’re too senile to work your way into anything. You’re just a living instructions manual which nobody needs. But if you’re lucky, you might get grandchildren who would absolutely adore you more often because of all the things they get to do when you’re around.

To them, you’re a bypass, a sort of security clearance for their parents.

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