When I was seventeen, it was a very good year……
The 40s - Baby Me
The 50s
Oh the 60s!
The 70s
The 80s
The 90s
2000s
Now
And so it was….a good year, with many other good years to follow.
If a woman reaches the age of 50 without having diabetes or cancer, chances are she will live to be 90!
I read that in an article a few years ago, and it woke me with jolt. The chances today have probably advanced that age closer to 100.
American society does not value age. Over the past few years thousands of seasoned workers were laid off under the cover story of the recession. These workers were replaced after a short mourning period with fresh, young, inexpensive and unseasoned workers. People are being forced into early retirement, some as young as 55.
What, then, are we supposed to do with ourselves for the next 30 years?
I’m now in my 7th decade on the planet. Several years ago I made a resolution that by now I would be working completely from my home office, doing something I loved doing and earning my way, learning new skills. I surprised myself by beating my deadline by several years.
I’m proud that I met my goal, but I’m smart enough to realize that I have to challenge myself every day. I have to continue to augment my skill set, take care of my health, and nurture my spirit.
In this space, I’ll share some of my life in story form. It’s a great brain exercise and gives me something constructive to create. Just living isn’t enough for me. I hope you feel the same.
Now I think of my life as vintage wine,
from fine older kegs,
From the brim to the dregs,
It poured sweet and clear,
It was a very good year……………..
……But it ain’t over!