The effects of living on this earth for more than half a century have begun to take their toll. But I refuse to believe that accepting “aging” and becoming less active is my only option. However, no matter how hard I have tried to convince myself I like to exercise, I just don’t enjoy it.
The holidays can be hard on many of us, no matter our age.
As the years go by, there are a lot of reasons we can slip into being sad or lonely or depressed when the days get shorter and the temps start dipping.
It seems that I have grown to be very satisfied. There isn’t much that I need or even want beyond what I have or can procure easily at this point of my life.
I am a writer and speaker so, of course, I love words.
My daily crossword is a morning ritual I miss if an unusual schedule prevents it.
I saw a meme on Facebook last week with the following instruction: “think of one thing that makes you happy and smile.”
I’m just one small person in a big world, but I am concerned about my responsibility for the wellbeing of the world around me.
In the 1970s, we were minimalists and a bit ‘hippie-ish.’ We eschewed sugar for honey and whole wheat for white. We tried our hand at gardening organically. We limited our possessions. We lived in modest homes.
For the first 60 years or so of our lives, we are on a well-marked super highway with plenty of directional signs. Graduate from High School. Go to College. Choose a career. Earn money. Buy a house, have a car, create a life. Maybe find a spouse and/or build a family. Go here. Do this.
Posse: a group of people who have a common characteristic, occupation or purpose.
Post holidays is a good time to reassess who you spend your time with. Think about it as you look back at the past six weeks.