Open mind. Seems as those this phrase comes up a lot currently. Do I have an "open mind?" Do I need to "open my mind?" I think most of us would claim our minds are open, but I suspect that, if they are, it's only a tiny crack.
This seems true of many of us who are aging. Take tattoos, for instance. Friends and relatives in my particular demographic (the young old through the old old) generally react negatively to the whole idea of tattoos, their feelings ranging from "I don't know why a young woman would disfigure herself that way" to "only thugs have tattoos" to "just think how awful that's going to look in 50 years" to "that man/woman is trying to hang onto a long-gone youth" to ... well, you get the picture.
How do I feel about tattoos? I think I try to ignore them. I try very hard to not throw the tattoo into the mix when I form a first impression (with varying degrees of success). The fact that my son and my daughter-in-law have tattoos may have something to do with that, not to mention many very good friends, both young and not-so-young.
I remember my mother having the same reaction when I pierced my ears for the first time - "how could you disfigure yourself like that?" I think of that often as I'm putting in those beautiful earrings, and try to keep my mind open.
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