Doing nothing is stressful. Guilt accosts idleness. Nervousness infringes on slow. Inaction breeds shame. I carried those feelings throughout my life and they remained in my retirement mind, cluttering the new reality that aging introduces. I grew up knowing there was one path on life’s road and it was marked ‘fast’: work hard, stay busy,… Continue reading Learning Not to Do
I thought I was losing my mind (which isn’t the first time), because I was seen somewhere I hadn’t been. Or, I didn’t think I had been there, but maybe I had since a friend was so adamant about my presence. In fact, she had a picture of me socializing with other attendees and recalled… Continue reading Who Was That Unmasked Woman?
I’m so glad to be my age. Being ‘old’, ‘wise one’, ‘elderly’, ‘all knowing’, ‘aged’, ‘over the hill’, or whatever term is used to describe someone 75 or older, allows me to have excuses for lots of failings. I have reasons for the many things I want to avoid. For instance, I want to ignore… Continue reading There Are Advantages to being 75
“Don’t you want to know what I do?” I asked. “No”, he answered. “But what I do is who I am,” I replied. “Why?” he asked. “Because I’m important. I have status. My job tells you about me,” I declare. “I don’t care what you did for a living,” he responds. “In retirement, we all… Continue reading Retirement is a Dance
I never thought about being old until I was. I knew older folks, been around them all my life, but I didn’t dwell on the idea that I would someday be old myself. Of course, I knew I would grow old, but I never worried about it. I was too busy living each stage of… Continue reading I’m Old, but Alive
Okay, so I’m not in perfect shape, but I didn’t realize just how out of shape I am until yesterday. Preferably the truth would have stayed hidden from me, and I could blissfully skip along (in a shuffling sort of way) in total ignorance. However, I have a younger sister (by a mere 16 months) who practices… Continue reading Too Old but Apparently Not Too Smart
A group of family women were entertaining themselves over the Thanksgiving dinner table when the topic of weight surfaced. Not unusual after a third helping of pumpkin pie and Blue Bell ice cream. We were lamenting how the distribution of our weight seems to shift, especially when 20, 30, 40 pounds have been added to our… Continue reading What Still Fits ?