At the beginning of the year, Sixty and Me – along with many sites, books and blogs – offered innovative approaches to New Year’s Resolutions. They realize everyone relates to a different approach.
Recently, I was talking to friends in the League of Women Voters about the place of women in elected office.
I was recently visiting with a friend who is the chief radiologist at a small hospital in New York. He is a gentle, thoughtful guy. As such, I was a bit taken aback when he proclaimed that he wished we could just throw mammography out.
I am lucky enough to live with a loved one – nothing to be taken for granted as we age. Additionally, we still share a bed. Problem is, as you get older, comfort during your sleep time seems increasingly vital. As a result, sharing a bed can be both a blessing and a curse.
In my previous article, Discovering Hydrosols, I covered the production and cautions of essential oils (EO) and hydrosols, a type of aromatic water, also known as essential waters.
I receive poor marks when it comes to my “womanly” skills of make-up, cosmetics or special body products. My use of the word womanly is indeed tongue-in-cheek. I recognize it may have insulting overtones to women and dismisses many men who are quite knowledgeable on these subjects.
I am sure you recall hearing kids groaning ‘oh, not that story again.’ It might have been in a private setting or embarrassingly public, but the sagging shoulders and bored faces are the same. You might even have been one of those offspring once.
Before I disclose the secret ingredient, let me reveal that it is not love, sociability or friendship. At least not exclusively – despite the fact that these cherished values may encourage us to reach-out to others in the first place.
At first reading, this post may seem less about quality aging and more about not aging at all (meaning dying), but it’s not a bummer. I promise. Since money and financial issues can cause us all so much stress, this is a stress-buster to offer some extra peace of mind.
Less than two years ago, I moved from the Valley of the Sun, in Arizona, to Southern Oregon. While much research had gone into finding a nice permanent spot (actually more than 19 years of travel and thought), the actual move was rather spontaneous and a bit impulsive.