At 63, I appreciate this so much. No matter what our age, the only time we're certain that we have is this moment. So the question is, "What's the most meaningful thing to do with it?" Reading your posts this morning is a good start.
Just yesterday I saw a photo of some of my high school classmates. One of us passed away, basically from alcohol and hard living. Those who lived close went to his funeral.
I was shocked to see how old they presented as. Like you said, three people of the same age will look quite different. But most of them seem week past the the age of 55. Almost all of them are overweight and slumped, wrinkled, worn out looking.
I know I don’t look like that. I stand tall, because I practice my posture and use yoga to stay flexible. I hold my head high because I have plans for the future and optimistic outlooks. I value my body, so I feed it with good nutrition at least 80% of the time.
One of your most brilliant posts, Janine. When you told me about the book and said that you thought the book would resonate with me, I read it immediately. What a bullseye!🎯. That said, I also love the fiercely independent woman my childhood created and embrace it daily. It lives in me, through me and stimulates my sense of adventure and desire to travel. Thx for sharing 💜
I'm glad the book helped you too! There's nothing wrong with independence, you and I got there in an unfortunate way, but it has definitely served us. The problem with my independence is that it can get in the way of my asking for help when I need it. It's taken me awhile to make that happen.
Oh wow! 106!! My Grandma lived to be 100 and that was amazing. I've always owned my age, but 55 was tough. It hit me more than any birthday. Maybe it's because I'm getting so close to the age when my dad passed
At 63, I appreciate this so much. No matter what our age, the only time we're certain that we have is this moment. So the question is, "What's the most meaningful thing to do with it?" Reading your posts this morning is a good start.
Aw, thanks Miguel!
I embrace my age of 55.
Just yesterday I saw a photo of some of my high school classmates. One of us passed away, basically from alcohol and hard living. Those who lived close went to his funeral.
I was shocked to see how old they presented as. Like you said, three people of the same age will look quite different. But most of them seem week past the the age of 55. Almost all of them are overweight and slumped, wrinkled, worn out looking.
I know I don’t look like that. I stand tall, because I practice my posture and use yoga to stay flexible. I hold my head high because I have plans for the future and optimistic outlooks. I value my body, so I feed it with good nutrition at least 80% of the time.
I’m 55 and I will own that age.
Thanks for sharing that Tim. It's so true, how you live matters.
One of your most brilliant posts, Janine. When you told me about the book and said that you thought the book would resonate with me, I read it immediately. What a bullseye!🎯. That said, I also love the fiercely independent woman my childhood created and embrace it daily. It lives in me, through me and stimulates my sense of adventure and desire to travel. Thx for sharing 💜
I'm glad the book helped you too! There's nothing wrong with independence, you and I got there in an unfortunate way, but it has definitely served us. The problem with my independence is that it can get in the way of my asking for help when I need it. It's taken me awhile to make that happen.
Oh wow! 106!! My Grandma lived to be 100 and that was amazing. I've always owned my age, but 55 was tough. It hit me more than any birthday. Maybe it's because I'm getting so close to the age when my dad passed
I can see that. 💜