I will be 75 years old this summer and almost 5 years away from being 80. I am told that I don’t look my age; some people don’t know that I had back problems after nursing for thirty-seven years, get stiffness in my back from scoliosis, and have a few bulging discs. My facial wrinkles … More I’m Getting Older
My Aunt Helen was a unique and special aunt, who passed away in 2009 at the age of 92. Her lifestyle and her senior years continue to influence my life, as I continue into my senior years. Aunt Helen lived a zesty life. She had cared for her mother, during her illness until her death. … More Aging with Style and Panache
Last year, I turned 74. I do not fear aging. So far aging has only affected my back and knees, my brain, my skin and other things I can’t share. But I am thankful for the good health that I do have. I have a good life. My mind is sharp, except for lunch dates … More I’m Getting Older, Thankfully
From childhood on, people comment on whether we look older or younger: when we started school, or graduated from high school, got married, had children, etc. It makes a young person feel older, in a more mature way, when they hear such praise from others. As the younger person hears these magic words, they generally … More I’m Getting Older But Better
Feisty: “to be bubbly, energetic, zesty, lively, and scrappy.” So how do we incorporate these qualities into our lives in our senior years? As we age it is so easy to stay home, thinking about the past or about the reasons we never do the things we want to do. My first recommendation is to … More Ten Ways to Be a Feisty Senior
My Aunt Helen passed away at the age of 92. Her senior lifestyle was an inspiration to me, now that I am older. She was always going somewhere and staying active. Until about 12 years before her death, she danced with a senior action group. She could fox trot, square dance, and samba with the best … More Ten Ways to Make Getting Older More Fun
Have you ever felt like you never had enough of something? I frequently felt like I never measured up to the other kids in school when I was young. I didn’t have long enough hair, thick enough hair, good enough grades, enough time to do what had to be done. Where did all of these … More Never Enough?
When I was two years old my uncle gave me a “real live, Smokey the Bear,” teddy bear for Christmas. Smokey had a hat, badge and shovel, which was lost so early on that I don’t remember them. But somehow the plastic belt with a metal buckle with his name, “Smokey,” on it lasted many … More My Inner Child Is Alive and Well
Several years ago I attended the funeral of my elderly neighbor, Mr. Q. I experienced some thoughts and feelings from his death and funeral that I found at times to be upsetting, surprising and then comforting. Funerals are something I usually avoid when possible. I went to my father in law’s funeral this past year. … More A Neighbor’s Death Observed
(A little grammatical humor for any grammar aficionados reading this.) . I learned a lot about how to protect and treat my back’s spine and muscles for over 20 years. You may want to read my first post about how it started. https:www.joyful2beeblogs.com: 2025-/10/02/my-back-talks-back I’ve learned to listen to my back! Knowing I had a … More Baby Your Back! (Not- “Baby, You’re Back!”)
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