Boomers are already out in numbers traveling the world. It’s March and the march is on. Let the travel season begin.
No matter how old we get, women have a need to bond, nurture, listen and empathize.
Have you ever wondered how many choices you make every day?
As I listened to President Obama’s state of the union address, in January, I noticed that he used the word choice many times throughout his speech. I like that word – choice.
I was recently a participant at the Healthy Aging Conference – Taking Control of Your Life, hosted by the UCLA Longevity Center. Since I am a boomer and a senior, Dr. Gary Small, Director of the UCLA Longevity Center at the Semel Institute for Neuroscience and Human Behavior, thought I would be a good a good candidate to serve on a panel titled Bucket List: Setting and Focusing on Goals.
Thanksgiving is a time for sharing our gratitude with the world.
It is also an opportunity for personal reflection. As we give thanks for the many wonderful people, places and things in our lives, we can learn about ourselves and our values.
Season alert: autumn has arrived. This is actually my time of the year because it feels abundantly joyful to adhere to the custom of planting new seeds and witnessing new growth. In a spiritual sense, autumn is about taking inventory and making an assessment of where you are on your life’s path. It’s a time of questioning and a time of answering the unresolved. I always ask myself, “How are you feeling, Joan Frances? What’s the latest in the land of Joanie Moran?”
You’ve all heard it before and it is the one constant and true axiom in life: You get better as you age. Do you believe this? Is longevity really a resource? Or is this mantra just a fabrication of modern consumerism? Does American advertising use this slogan just to get you to buy a quick fix and look ten years younger with a face-life, pill or personal trainer?
You’ve all heard the phrase so many times that it has become a universal mantra: If not now, when?
I said that same mantra to myself in March, 1984. I was standing backstage at the Old Globe Theater, in San Diego, waiting for my cue to go on stage. The woman in front of me was no other than Marion Ross, the quintessential mother in the hit TV series, Happy Days. Marion was in the same drab, unexciting play, written by a Hungarian about, what else, Hungarians! I was playing the younger daughter of the master of the house. My character added absolutely nothing to the story – whatever the story may have been. I truly can’t remember.
Have you ever experienced something that sounded like a good idea… but, turned out not to be? This happened to me last week, when I joined a PhD research project on sleep and source memory at University of Texas. My boyfriend requested (more like pleading and imploring) that I join him.
Cher and I have one thing in common. Along with other rock groups like “The Who,” Cher and I have had several final farewell, retirement tours. I’m on my latest, and maybe not last retirement tour. Just like Cher. We’ve still got mileage.