Women tend to live longer than men, and there may come a time in the life of a couple when the wife is left all alone. This can be devastating if she’s been dependent on her spouse for emotional support when things go wrong.
We are a group of seven women of a certain age, sitting around the dinner table (yes, there is wine), talking about relationships. Since we don’t know one another that well, there are lots of questions.
I’m not very comfortable at parties.
I flit around like a hummingbird, never lingering with any one person. Or I latch on to one person in hopes of having a conversation that lasts all evening.
Years ago I would often have people over for dinner. We called these events dinner parties, and I would usually invite anywhere between two to five couples.
I would spend all day in the kitchen, cooking up a storm and still be busy when the company arrived. I would also tend to things while everyone was sipping on cocktails and nibbling on appetizers
As older women, we all want to make the world a better place. Unfortunately, we often feel powerless to make a real difference in the lives of others. Yes, we can donate to charities or support political organizations, but, the impact that we can make through these activities feels distant and fragmented.
I’ve come to the conclusion, in my seventh decade, that there really is no such thing as too much fun. It seems to follow that people with more friends tend to have more fun. So, I’m branching out and meeting new people.
There are many ways that retiring overseas can improve your life. It can reduce your cost of living, while improving your overall quality of life. It can surround you with cultural experiences that you would have never have had back home. It can even act as a catalyst for reinvention.
A great number of studies tells us social interaction is important and good for our health and overall well-being. Especially so among senior women.
Conversely, here’s what could happen if you neglect your social well-being:
It’s very probable that all of us know the feeling when a friend surprises us with really bad news, such as a possible terminal medical diagnosis.
For me, bad news can feel like a kick to the gut. I make an effort to stay bravely positive and present for my friend, but all the while I’m thinking, “Oh no, pancreatic cancer!? not again! I’ve already lost two friends.”