Saturday, February 18, 2006

OLD AGE IS A GIFT!


 The other day a young person asked me how I felt about being old. I was taken aback, for I do not think of myself as old. Upon seeing my reaction, she was immediately embarrassed, but I explained that it was an interesting question, and I would ponder it, and let him know.   Old Age, I decided, is a gift.   I am now, probably for the first time in my life, the person I have always wanted to be.  Oh, not my body!  I sometime despair over my body... the wrinkles, the baggy eyes, and the sagging butt.  And often I am taken aback by that old person that lives in my mirror, but I don't agonize over those things for long.   I would never trade my amazing  friends, my wonderful life, my loving family for less gray hair or a flatter belly.  As I've aged, I've become more kind to myself, and less critical of myself.  I've become my own friend.  I don't chide myself for eating that extra cookie, or for not making my bed, or for buying that silly cement gecko that I didn't need, but looks so avante garde on my patio.  I am entitled to overeat, to be messy, to be extravagant.  I have seen too many dear friends leave this world too soon; before they understood the great freedom that comes with aging.    Whose business is it if I choose to read or play on the computeruntil 4 A.M., and sleep until noon?   I will dance with myself to those wonderful tunes of the 60's, and if I, at the same time, wish to weep over a lost love... I will.  I will walk the beach in a swim suit that is stretched over a bulging body, and  will dive into the waves with abandon if I choose to, despite the pitying glances from the bikini set.   They, too, will get old.   I know I am sometimes forgetful.  But there again, some of life is just as well forgotten... and I eventually remember the important things.  Sure, over the years my heart has been broken.   How can your heart not break when you lose a loved one, or when a child suffers, or even when a beloved pet gets hit by a car?  But broken hearts are what give us strength and understanding and compassion.  A heart never broken is pristine and sterile and will never know the joy of being imperfect.   I am so blessed to have lived long enough to have my hair turn gray, and to have my youthful laughs be forever etched into deep grooves on my face.  So many have never laughed, and so many have died before their hair could turn silver.  I can say "no" and mean it. I can say "yes" and mean it.   As you get older, it is easier to be positive. You care less about what other people think.  I don't  question myself anymore.  I've even earned the right to be wrong.     So, to answer your question, I  like being old.  It has set me free.  I like the person I have become.  I am not going to live forever, but while I am still here, I will not waste time lamenting what could have been, or worrying about what will be.  And I shall eat dessert every single day.    

Friday, February 10, 2006

WHAT ARE YOU DOING? A LITTLE WHITE LIE!

A friend called me at noon and asked, what have you been doing today?

What I wanted to say was....

Well, I got up at 4 am. Showered and dressed and drove 50 miles to finish the Habitat House that I started the day before.

Drove back home to fix a big breakfast for the family. After they left at 7:30am, I showered again, dressed and rented a bus  and took 25 ladies  from the nursing home to have their hair and nails done and then drove them back to the nursing home.

At 10:00 am, I went to the school for a party for my son's class.

I am the room mother for all 3 of my children's rooms at school and we are going on a field trip tomorrow. I scheduled each child's trip 3 hours apart so I could go to each of them.

At noon, I had lunch with a group of people who are trying to save the world where I was installed as president for the group for 2006.

What I didn't want to tell her was that it is 12:57 pm and....

 I still have on my pajamas and fluffy slippers, the house is a mess and I am on the computer!

ML

 

Saturday, February 4, 2006

GROWING OLDER

I feel like my body has gotten totally out of shape, so I got my doctor's permission to join a fitness club and start exercising. I decided to take an aerobics class for seniors. I bent, twisted, gyrated, jumped up and down, and perspired for an hour. But, by the time I got my leotards on, the class was over.

--- Reporters interviewing a 104-year-old woman: "And what do you think is the best thing about being 104?" the reporter asked. She simply replied, "No peer pressure."

--- The nice thing about being senile is you can hide your own Easter eggs.

---
Just before the funeral services, the undertaker came up to the very elderly widow and asked, "How old was your husband?" "98," she replied. "Two years older than me." "So you're 96,! " the undertaker commented. She responded, "Hardly worth going home, is it?

--- I've sure gotten old.! I've had two bypass surgeries, a hip replacement, new knees. Fought prostate cancer and diabetes. I'm half blind, can't hear anything quieter than a jet engine, take 40 different medications that make me dizzy, winded, and subject to blackouts. Have bouts with dementia. Have poor circulation; hardly feel my hands and feet anymore. Can't remember if I'm 85 or 92. Have lost all my friends. But,
thank God, I still have my driver's license.


--- An elderly woman decided to pr! epare her will and told her preacher she had two final requests. First, she wanted to be cremated, and second, she wanted her ashes scattered over Wal-Mart. "Wal-Mart?" the preacher exclaimed. "Why Wal-Mart?" "Then I'll be sure my daughters visit me twice a week."

---My memory's not as sharp as it used to be. Also, my memory's not as sharp as it used to be.

--- Know how to prevent sagging? Just eat till the wrinkles fill out.

---I've still got it, but nobody wants to see it.

---I'm getting into swing dancing. Not on purpose. Some parts of my body are just prone to swinging.

---It's scary when you start making the same noises as your coffeemaker.

---The good news is that even as we get older, guys still look at our boobs. The bad news is they have to squat down first.

---These days about half the stuff in my shopping cart says, "For fast relief."

---I've tried to find a suitable exercise video for women my age, but they haven't made one called "Buns of Putty."

---Don't think of it as getting hot flashes. Think of it as your inner child playing with matches.

---Don't let aging get you down. It's too hard to get back up.!

--- Remember: You don't stop
laughing because you grow old, You grow old because you stop laughing.

- --THE SENILITY PRAYER : Grant me the senility to forget the people I never liked anyway, the good fortune to run into the ones I do, and the eyesight to tell the difference.

Wednesday, February 1, 2006

CHOICES

 

 

                          

"Life is all about choices."

Today is the tomorrow you worried about yesterday!