It is usually about this time of year when I start to lose momentum. I start off in January with a plan and get stuck during February. Come March and I am running on empty. This is a familiar pattern for me. Perhaps you can relate?
One of the best things about turning 60 is that you finally have the confidence and freedom to live life on your terms.
You can wear the clothes that you feel comfortable in, without worrying what other people think. You can pursue your passions, no matter how unique or unusual. You can learn to play the drums or become a DJ.
Anyone in the field of art or design will tell you that there are days when they don’t feel very creative. That can be scary.
In one of his famous TED talks Sir Ken Robinson tells a story about a boy who loves to do handstands. His passion becomes so intense that he eventually spends much of his day walking around the house upside down. His mother, exasperated, eventually yells, “Ok, we got it! Can’t you just cut it out with the ‘hand thing’?”
When my kids were still in the house, “me time” was a complete fantasy. I never understood people who said that they liked crossword puzzles, scrapbooking or knitting. I mean, who has the time?
I didn’t have anything against these activities. It’s just that, fun though they might sound, the idea of sitting down for 30 minutes with a cup of tea and the New York Times crossword puzzle sounded like a crazy overindulgence – something like reading for pleasure or, heaven forbid, taking a bubble-bath.
As we continue to encourage positive aging here in the Sixty and Me community, we’ve discussed how important it is to maintain some hobbies that bring you joy.
One of the nice things about getting a little older is that you finally have time to focus on your passions. In the kitchen, this means that you have the freedom to break away from the dishes that you are famous for and try something a little more surprising.
You may have set travel as one of your retirement goals already. No doubt we have heard many express, “When I retire I want to travel more.”
Was there something you really, really wanted to do when you were younger, but you walked away from it because you didn’t think you could do it?
I loved to write. I mean, I loved it. I kept diaries, I had literally dozens of pen pals all over the world. I crafted short stories that I believed would someday win awards. Writing was in my blood.
Like many moms, I gave my all to mothering.
All my energy and creativity. Mothering grew and shaped me in ways I could not have imagined. But time, toddlers and teens have marched on. The days of up-to-my-elbows mothering have drawn to a close.