Mother’s Day is a special day celebrated by every culture around the world. It is a day to observe the women in our lives who do so much to raise and support their children.
As a new grandmother (for the second time), I have had the opportunity to think about some of the things that were missing in my “Baba Bag” or “Grandmother Survival Kit!”
Someday in the future, our female youth may think of us who are over 60 as ‘the women before us.’ We are the women who inspire their future. We are the women who went through the fires of life, held fast and came out more whole and wholesome.
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.
I know the number one New Year’s Resolution is getting in shape and losing weight. A resolution can be very confining and having a set date to achieve each of our goals may or may not work. You have probably heard people say they need to lose weight by a certain date.
2018 is right at the door! It is a brand new turning of the pages. As I reflect on the past year, both in my personal life and work, the most important thought that strikes me is the pervasive sense of fear in people around me. The what isn’t all that important, so I will focus on the outcome of fear in our lives.
I think I’m a bit strange. I dislike almost all presents, whatever the time of year. I don’t much like giving them, and I certainly don’t like getting them. It has been ever thus.
Sending cards, letters and gifts during the holidays was an important tradition in my family. My mother kept a hand-written address book and regularly updated the details that included names of friends and relatives, changed addresses, names and birthdays of children, and notes about who had divorced or died.
After a loss come sorrow, grief, anger and depression, even rage. My motto is ‘live your dreams without drama.’ Easier said than done sometimes.