I grew up in a small southern US town where the ladies dressed to the nines for just about everything. Church, bridge, mullet roasts, garden circles, campaign rallies and the Friday night football games. Even the older ladies did this – especially the older ladies.
Around her mid-60s, Mama decided that she had worked enough and she completely stopped. She embraced a sedentary lifestyle and spent the long days watching TV from her recliner or sleeping in her bed.
I was deficient of magnesium, but not anymore. I take my supplements religiously every night just before bed – 400 mg of magnesium citrate for me.
Did you know that the amount of time that today’s children spend playing is far less than the amount of time we spent playing?
We sixty somethings are at a time in our lives when we experience loss and grief. Many of us have lost our parents, but I just experienced a loss that I’ve never experienced before – the loss of a sibling.
Last month was my sister Pam’s birthday, and she would have been 60 years old. I’ve missed her a lot lately because it’s hard to move on as if nothing has changed. In fact, it seems disrespectful.
I love Facebook. It allows me to keep up with friends who I’ve lost contact with over time. Friends relocate, they change jobs and life in general always seems to get in the way.
The best way I know of keeping in touch is through Facebook. But it comes with a price.