I am older, I have white hair. I don’t mind the age or the hair color. Living to be older is a gift and my hair color, at the moment, is enjoying a fashion trend.
By the same token, white hair places me in the category of people who don’t embrace change; rigid, resistant old white woman.
Pollsters cite older white people, moreover, people from the south as bearing responsibility for having elected you-know-who. I’m not taking the rap for that one. Where were these polls taken – at memory care facilities?
Southern women of a certain age ignore or deal with assumptions of others. I call it the “there, there dear nuance” like the one used to placate a clueless three-year-old; usually accompanied by a tolerant, benign smile. Similar to, but not to be confused with “bless your heart.”
Well, here are a few things most people do not know about older women, especially southern women:
Many of us are pro-choice. We’ve lived long enough to see the big picture and it was horrific.
Marriage is not a requirement to have sex. (Don’t make assumptions about us either way.)
Stop wondering why some of us never married. It’s no secret; we didn’t want to.
Older women are far less likely to be racist. We see people, not skin color.
Health care is a human right. We believe tax dollars should benefit citizens rather than the bloated military industrial complex.
We don’t live to babysit. Quite often the first thing people ask you about is grandchildren. If we have them, we adore them, but they are not the center of our universe, nor we theirs. We sometimes find we have more in common with our adult grandchildren, who share our liberal philosophies.
Then there is religion. People often assume since we are “nearer my God to thee” we spend more time at the church. Some of us explore our spiritual beliefs and discover we have no absolutes either way, that we are open to all sorts of possibilities. We are far more tolerant of others beliefs.
Doobie, doobie do… legalize it, tax it and let it pay for healthcare.
Surprised? Don’t be. Most older, southern white women aren’t vocal about their beliefs. Maybe we should be.