I have to admit that if you go by my birth certificate, I'm senior. I dislike that word almost as much as I dislike elderly. Both adjectives conjure images of someone frail and confused. Someone needing help to cross the street. Someone easily disoriented.
If I forget where I put my car keys, if I forget where one of my several (okay, it's more than several) pairs of reading glasses are, waves of hilarity ensue. "You're having a senior's moment". Like people, busy people don't lose keys all the time.
While I am elderly and senior, Hilary Clinton is Secretary of State in the United States. Do you think she loses keys? She's in charge of much more sensitive issues than that, yet senior statesman don't seem to be denigrated. Margaret Atwood is 72 and still pretty witty. Read her poetry or books (and she has recent releases), this isn't someone in their dotage yet.
Maxime Bernier can "forget" documents that might threaten national security at his girlfriends (and for more than a day or two). Was that a senior moment? At the time it seemed more like good old garden variety stupidity.
But I'm the one with the label. I guess occasionally it works in your favour. I have a family doctor in a small town with a crisis level doctor shortage. I am the magic age and he's specializing in gerontology. Bingo (which by the way bores me to death)- I have a doctor.
Still I'd like to just be me, a little battered, a little wrinkled but not judged. I try to be competent and can look after myself. I am retired and that's pretty sweet. Plus I'm on the right side of the grass. Maybe I should be happy that I'm still here to complain.
Yes, I'm of a certain age but I'm pretty spry and like to think still smart enough.