May Laying in Field Looking Into Sky

I’ve noticed that a greater amount of marketing campaigns and opportunities are being focused on millennials, those born between the early 1980s to the early 2000s. It’s as if other generations no longer exist or matter. I’ll give you two examples. First, it took some time find an image, featuring an older person, for this blog. When I searched the term dream on the stock imagery site I use, most of the images returned were of children or individuals that appeared to be under the age of 30. Secondly, I’ve been a fan of NBC’s The Voice for some time. As a music lover, I like the idea of choosing a singer based on their actual singing ability versus their appearance. As the show has grown in popularity with younger audiences, I’ve concluded that older contestants have a very low likelihood of winning because they are just not palatable to that demographic. Even still, I think older contestants should continue competing because there is still much to be given and gained from such an experience.

So here’s the thing. From the time we are conceived, we begin growing older. It is an inescapable reality. And while youth is grand, we spend a greater part of our lives being and becoming older than we do being and becoming young. Regardless, no one should devalue another person solely because of age. For a short time, I found myself feeling sensitive about my age–37. I’ve reached that tipping point when some people may diminish or dismiss my talent, potential and dreams because they think I’m “too old.” I’m also to blame. I had a number of goals I wanted to accomplish by certain ages. I quickly learned that this can be daunting; life doesn’t always agree with our timetables. Also as I’ve gotten older, I’ve accepted that certain farfetched dreams will never be–you know like becoming a world-class gymnast at age 40 LOL. Yet, the things that I’m truly passionate about can still happen, they’re not time-limited.

To Generation X and before, I want to implore you not to settle or give up. As we become older, there is a tendency to settle in to life and to use our responsibilities as excuses for fading to black, but we must “rage, rage against the dying of the light1.” Maybe we have to revise our dreams, but we don’t have to quit altogether and allow our dreams to become nightmares of regret. We shouldn’t be quiet and allow anyone back us into a corner just because our steps have gotten a little slower or our hair has begun to grey. As long as I have a pulse, I have possibilities.

No matter our age, we must continue setting our dreams afloat. Regardless of whether our dreams turn out to be exactly what we desire, at the close of day, I don’t want to survey life from the cliff of, “I wish I would have…” When opportunities present themselves, show up. If there are no opportunities, kick down the walls, and make them so that when the lights finally dim, you can rest easy because you lived in pursuit of your dreams.

Feature Image: Copyright rido / 123RF Stock Photo

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