My precious parents are the youngest/older (70s and early 80s) people I know. When my grandparents began turning 90, I decided that was my definition of old (who knows - 90 may become the new 70!). I have friends and colleagues who are chronologically decades younger, but far less receptive to embracing all that life has to offer. Adults can be x years old or x years young. My wonderful parents have role modeled x years young for me and so many others.
I think that the next time I'm asked how old I am, I'll ask chronologically or attitudinally.
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