My mother died from a heart attack in 1985. She never met my late husband Mike nor my current husband, Stu, but I hope she is watching over us and that she knows how wonderful my life has been. She was 61 when she died, I’ve outlived her by almost four years now. My brother…
I know I’m truly considered elderly when…
…it takes me forever to scroll down to my birth year. …I don’t understand a commercial because I am no longer the target audience. …I dress completely for comfort and don’t care about what’s in/out of fashion. …I don’t feel bad about sleeping in or taking naps. …I realize, even though they are tougher to…
Things I never thought I’d do…
I saw a photo of a friend zip-lining and it struck me that I’ve done some things in my lfe that I never expected to do. Auditioning and getting two parts in community theater productions (one was a co-lead), performed in a historic theater (reputed to have ghosts) Learning to ride a motorcycle at age…
What’s in an age…
I posted a while back about turning seventy and how it didn’t bother me. In fact, I felt good about it. Since then I’ve weathered a couple of surgeries, COVID (both the isolation years and experiencing it twice, both mild), and a massive two month vacation including a month in Europe. I will turn seventy-seven…