Young at Heart

We went to my grandparents house yesterday because it was my grandpa's birthday. They showed us a photo they got from our relatives in POB. Then we ended up looking through their photo album of when my grandparents were young. There were pictures of them as kids. It was really weird seeing that. I've seen them before but I've forgotten.

Both of my grandparents and their friends looked like movie stars from the 40s/50s. The black and white photos were amazing. There is a picture of my grandma (about my age) on the beach in a bikini, lying under a wave. There is also one of my grandparents where my grandpa has his arm around her and he has the slyest grin on his face. It's so hard to imagine them then. Then there was a picture of one of my grandma's best friends. She's looking over her shoulder with a joyful smile. The picture looked like an old film poster.

As I was looking through the album and commenting on how good looking everyone was, my grandpa said, "When you get to our age and look back on yourself, you are going to think the same way". Meanwhile, my Mum gave my grandma her jacket because hers was getting old. My grandma asked my grandpa, "How do I look?" and he answered, "Like a supermodel!"

After looking through their photos and then looking at them next to me, I saw the same youthfulness in their eyes. The same young couple who were busy socialising with their friends and going on holidays. The young parents who raised my Dad.

It made me think that years can wither your body but they can never age your spirit.