As the holiday season approaches, it is a lovely time to reflect on our blessings and share them with others. Those of us with computer access and who can be part of the Sixty and Me community are indeed some of the luckiest women in the world. It probably means we have a roof over our heads, clean water and food in our cupboards.
Thank you to all of the wonderful Sixty and Me readers who took my survey about some of our hopes, fears and favorite things to do. It was a great way to learn more about this fantastic tribe! With over 160 of you responding, I am excited to share the results with you.
If you are feeling in a rut, or a bit lonely, one of the best cures is to try something new. Or, you might want to delve deeper into a creative outlet or hobby that you already have.
My husband and I just watched, “My Big Fat Greek Wedding 2.” Don’t listen to the less than flattering reviews – we were both rolling on the floor laughing. There is something about watching a big, loud, messy and interconnected family that triggers a primal wistfulness or a sweet nostalgia.
Let’s face it. After the “Over the Hill” birthday cards, banners and party favors begin at age 50, the onslaught of terms used to describe the universal process of getting older – well, really suck.