My dear friend Melissa sighed heavily. I could envision her face, framed by a touch of silver, her hair having finally been allowed to go all grey. It looks terrific. I’m not there yet – but getting close…
So it’s Autumn, season of mists and something somethings, as the poet says. (No, he doesn’t but that’s the best I can do).
It is therefore time for this creaky post 60 writer to think about drawing up my list of new year resolutions.
Why is it that, as we age, we are constantly being told what we should or should not be doing? “You are too old to be doing that” permeates our lives on a daily basis, especially if you are over 65…
When you’ve lived as long as I have, you have figured out a few tricks that you can pull out of your pocket on a tough day. Whether it’s getting some rest, taking a walk, talking to a close friend or just having some time to yourself, the key is really re-setting one’s self.
For most of us, if we were heard in our past, it was within limits. More often than not, our generation of women let men do the talking. We worked hard behind the scenes, and consciously or unconsciously…
They say that life in retirement is all about “taking is easy.” They say that we are stuck in our ways, resistant to change and a drain on society. They say that we are destined for loneliness and social isolation, disease and despair.
I’m 63, having a blast with my new “career” and I feel really good about what I’m doing. Three years ago I retired from the “day job” and haven’t looked back.
What gets you out of bed in the morning? Do you do it because you “have” to, as in, it’s what one does, or is it because you can’t wait to return to something you absolutely love to do?
Does aging enhance or diminish our resilience? The dictionary definition of resilience goes something like this: the capacity to recover quickly from difficulties; toughness; the ability of a substance or object to spring back into shape…