“You don’t stop laughing when you grow old, you grow old when you stop laughing.”

(This is second half of a two-part post. Click here for part one.)

…and so I stepped up to the coffee table. “We can do this,” I said.  “Hang on,” he said, reaching for his phone to snap a pic. We were teetering already, and both realized only a second too late that this was not one of our better ideas, and we were going down. And down we went, just like a tree. I landed flat on my back, and like the next domino in the row, Flyboy landed right on top of me.  We were not injured, and we laughed and laughed until we cried and we scolded ourselves for acting like we were younger, stronger, and lighter.

Reality check: we are getting older. And sometimes it’s not so fun. But in the midst of it all, there are some really good times. And some aha moments. And sometimes when you just have to own it. It’s come to me that we can bemoan the loss of our youth (being stuck in our own heads) or we can live each and every moment to the fullest (remembering that this season is just the prelude to our birth into eternal life).

Are you struggling with the thought of getting older? With the realities of aging? I find the best way to fight aging anxiety is to get out of my head by giving to others physically and spiritually, by being a beacon of gospel light.  The same might be said of the defeated feeling that can accompany aging – like when you can’t do the things you once could (i.e. a piggy-back selfie).  Aging is not just about getting older.  It’s about taking every remaining moment to make sure we are living and leaving the legacy of life, love, and faith to those entrusted to our care.

And laughing at ourselves.

Do you have a story to share? From faith stories to life with grandchildren, to bucket lists, from highlight reels to bitter disappointments.  Please comment below or send your thoughts to gigi@seriouslygirl.com


Our mouths were filled with laughter, our tongues with songs of joy. Then it was said among the nations, “The Lord has done great things for them.”
— Psalm 126:2 (NIV)

*Quote by George Bernard Shaw


Oh how I can relate. Last month I was up at our families home on the lake. It’s time to bring in the boats and pier. The row boat needed to be bailed before being put on shore. As I have done since I could walk I thought I would just hop in as always and bail it out. It was very windy and waves were high no big deal until my foot left the pier a wave grabbed the boat and I realized I was going down. My first thought was don’t hit your head on the pier. Some how my body folded in half. I missed hitting my head, but my arm took the brunt. Fully clothed dripping wet and enough sand from the bottom of the lake which made its way into my undergarments and still wearing my glasses, I swam to the shore to the cheers and laughter of my family. My dad was so proud and exclaimed I used to fall in the lake a lot when I was little. That was my moment it hit me. I’m getting old. Pride aside I look at it as God’s protection from what could of been very bad and it could only have been His hands that folded me in half. Some days I can’t even touch my toes.

I love this story! Kudos to you for your fast thinking and your ability to laugh at such moments. And thank you God that Lynn’s guardian angel was Johnny on the spot!

I’m not sure whether I should laugh at this or praise the LORD nothing more serious happened. I think I’ll do both. GOD is so patient and gracious with His sheeple. I wonder if He just shakes His head and laughs at us sometimes.

Oh boy can I relate! Every now and again I think I will be the FUN Mammaw and get down on the floor to play with my 2 year old grand-daughter. Keep in mind I’m nearly 20 years behind others in being a grandmother and show me some grace here, please. After trying a number of times to just bounce up like I did when I was a lot younger, I finally crawled on my “good” knee to the nearest chair to boost myself up. I looked around to make sure my husband wasn’t watching because in his eyes I’m just sure he doesn’t realize I got older. (Yea right, he would just shake his head at me and say “what were you thinking?”)
My grand-daughter gave me a funny look and proceeded to bounce right up, with no effort, and hop away saying “Look Mammaw, I’m a bunny…hop, hop, hop”

Yes!!! The floor is somehow getting farther and farther away. And when we’re down there, gravity makes it harder and harder to get up. Good for you for going for it anyway!

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