I don’t know about you, but I didn’t really get the concept of acceptance until I hit 59. At that point, I could finally see that my senior years were inevitable. I wasn’t thrilled, but I was willing to put up with them. Mainly because I had no choice.
“And I’m not gonna leave here ever, ever again, because I love you all, and…. oh, Auntie Em, there’s no place like home.” – Dorothy from the Wizard of Oz by Frank L. Baum
Every now and then I run across information that I intuitively understood but didn’t consider on an intellectual level. My most recent experience with this phenomenon occurred at a recent lecture titled “Wellness in Your Woods.”
A funny thing happened on my way to retirement. I became a humor writer. It wasn’t part of some grand plan. Rather, it was a serendipitous occurrence born from the acute terror of not knowing what I was going to do with the rest of my life.
Everything in our life changes as we age and start on the journey of our last chapter in life. We have to pay more attention to what we eat, our exercise, our daily life and even our thoughts.
When you are feeling lonely or anxious, it’s easy to get caught up in the jumble of emotions. What you really want is a trusted friend to listen to – someone who can help you to see the situation rationally and who can offer perspective.
Have you kept your New Year’s Resolutions? According to the U.S. News and World Report, 80% of resolutions fail by February, most by January 12th. Really.
Yes, your cabinets or closets may need a good purging. But spring is also good time to throw away some things that don’t require a trip to Goodwill.
Having been in a bad marriage for more than 30 years, I thought I was the biggest loser on the planet. I felt I was certainly not attractive and unappealing. I was overweight. I was not good at making money, but I was good at spending them. I wasn’t sexy at all and had zero sex appeal.