Before I turned 50, I was always so graceful. People told me that I seemed to glide rather than walk. I had perfected walking up and down stairs with books on my head. As a Southern Woman I was trained to be graceful. I also danced and that helped a lot.
I miss those days of gracefulness. Aging shifts the center of your gravity and it takes a while to get used to finding your center and adjusting to it. It's not unlike a toddler learning to walk. Bodily, we appear to regress to our childhood in our movements.
A friend of mine in the UK said she fell the same way and her bosom was what saved her from hitting her face.
Ah, said I, no wonder I hit my face; very small bosom....no cushion.
I know it sounds funny, but it becomes the reality of the Elders in your life. Try though we might, we can not walk as fast as our younger friends and family. We are not as graceful in our movements as we see ourselves in our minds. Getting up off of the floor is exactly like a toddler getting up; roll over onto hands and knees, bottom comes up first, and body slowly follows. I have to admit that creates a great deal of amusement for me in my life.
Be kind to your Elders. Slow down for them and don't expect them to keep up with you. Give them a hand when they want to stand up. It will be