Church Seniors

Yesterday, at the Church of Christ where I worship,we had the annual Senior Appreciation Day. It was a beautiful event. So glad our congregation knows to celebrate and recognize the hard work of our senior members,and some of those labored at the opening of this congregation. We are blessed to have a few of those pioneers still with us. Typically, our seniors are the first ones present at church meeting times. Wonderful examples they are.
At one point, one of the event's organizers asked me to pin a corsage on my mother, one of the pioneer seniors. Then she said, "And Sylvia, after you pin on your Mom's flower, she can pin yours on you."
On me? I was a bit surprised.
My response,"I'm a senior? When are we considered seniors around here?"
Her reply,"At age 62."
I've been member of this congregation since upper elementary school. It appears I slid into church senior status before I even knew it. It's a surprise to me and a blessing to me. Where did the time go?
Take care,
Sylvia