My eye doctor said I have a very small cataract. “Nothing to worry about now.”
I responded by saying, “No, I don’t.”
He looked at me with interest. I knew he was wondering why I was questioning his diagnosis. I said, “It’s because there is nothing the matter with me.”
The doctor didn’t challenge my denial. He simply said he would check it again in a year.
I didn’t dismiss my response so graciously. I asked myself how I could teach that our bodies are only designed for temporary use and rebel when my own evidenced a symptom of aging.
How have you responded when reality confronts the denial of aging?