Aging is hard on everyone, no one wants to admit they are closer to death than they had ever been. However, being a natural process, it is something everyone needs to accept. Yet, people like Aldo had a hard time accepting it.
Aldo was in his sixties, but he still felt young, or so he thought. He ignored the multiple ailments and aches of his mature body, and tried to live his life as he had when he was twenty, he still succeeded thanks to a strict regime of exercise. He was possibly the most fit sixty-something around his town. His body resisted, but his mind did not. He failed to understand the modern culture, the modern way of life. He complained on how people nowadays were all covered in tattoos, how they would grow ridiculous beards. At first, he did it once in a while, as a casual observation. But with time, he would persist on some topics so much his son wouldn't even listen. It was hard listening to his father and realize that he was getting older. It was really hard to see that he would only go for worse, that there was no way to make him understand that complaining wasn't going to change the world, and that he needed to accept that things changed whether one wanted or not. It was hard to see that Aldo was on his way to become a grumpy old man.
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