My post on getting older drew the attention of Ronni, who writes a blog called Time Goes By. Ronni, after getting over her initial reaction of wanting to smack me, has asked her older readers, who have been where I am, to offer their advice. I am looking forward to reading what they have to say, and I hope you will take a look too. You can read the rambling mess I left in her comments section, and hopefully add some thoughts of your own.
Perspective
February 12th, 2008 · 4 Comments
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4 responses so far ↓
1 Ernestine // Feb 12, 2008 at 10:57 pm
Mel I am so happy that I forwarded my daughters opinion of your sharing.
You said she was right on target. Something in common with your age, working mothers with 2 children. I could immediately see the similarities.
Forgive my rambling about this 70 year old
mother and grandmother and her busy past years as a single mom for 28 years.
You are fine. You have so much to look forward to. Lots of challenges and lots of happiness.
2 Joy from Wisconsin // Feb 13, 2008 at 4:38 am
It is funny you posted this title. I was going to post about how aging is about perspective and attitude. I am five years from forty.
I recently graduated from college and it was interesting returning to school after all those years away. I could almost see myself as a young college student. How new the world of college was and how exciting!
Isn’t that part of what we miss as we age? And Yes, there are things that we cannot recapture.It is so easy to be sad by the losses.
Part of aging is a image thing, as well as the physical. We look different and that difference can be hard. But we are more than meets the eye.Our heart and soul isn’t necessarily tied to that image. We are bigger than the parts of our life.
What about the newness and excitement we miss? But we can create that now. We can find things that excite us. Connecting with others in new ways (blogging comes to mind!) and we are new again.
I heard a woman on the radio say she was thirty-sixteen. I am going to use that NEXT year when I turn thirty-sixteen.
Did you think I was 35? Five from forty? See, it’s about perspective. I’m only as old as I want to be.
Joy
3 Kelley // Feb 15, 2008 at 11:25 pm
Smootches babe. Don’t be so hard on yourself. That is what you were feeling at the time. Some days I hate that I am getting older. I hate it cause my kids are getting older, I don’t have the energy I used to have, yada yada yada. Then other days I feel better in my own skin than ever before.
I read that blog. Good points. Doesn’t stop me hating my grey hair that keeps popping up.
I have a present for you on my blog. Cause you know that I think you are amazing.
4 s'mee // Feb 17, 2008 at 1:48 am
I have to tell ya, I haven’t had a birthday yet that has made me nervous. I turned 50 on the 6th, no worries so far.
Life is good. Gray hair? Who freaking cares? Am I fat? Yup. Am I happy? You bet! I think it’s just getting better and better. I can speak my mind and if someone doesn’t agree, oh well! I can do anything! The only one I answer to is myself, and I rarely say “no!”
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