A worthwhile read - Some truth here for each senior

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 computer, until 4 AM, or sleep until noon? I will dance with myself to those wonderful tunes of the 50s, 60s & 70s, 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 jet set. They, too, will get old.

I know I am sometimes forgetful. But there again, some of life is just as well forgotten. And, eventually, I 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 somebody's 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 turning 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.

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.
Also I shall eat dessert every single day (if I feel like it).

MAY OUR FRIENDSHIP NEVER COME APART,
ESPECIALLY WHEN IT'S STRAIGHT FROM THE HEART!

My mind says I'm in my twenties

 

My mind says I'm in my twenties, but my body says...

"Yeah! You wish!"

I'm fine - Author unknown

There's nothing whatever the matter with me 

I'm just as healthy as I can be, 

I have arthritis in both my knees 

And when I talk I speak with a wheeze 

My pulse is weak and my blood is thin, 

But I'm awfully well for the shape I'm in.

I think my liver is out of whack, 

And I have a terrible pain in my back 

My hearing is gone and my eyes are dim, 

Most everything seems to be out of trim 

I'm likely to fall at any time, 

But, all things considered, I feel fine.

Arch supports for both my feet 

Or I wouldn't be able to walk down the street, 

My fingers are swollen, stiff at the joints 

My nails are impossible to keep in points. 

Complexion is bad, due to dry skin, 

But I'm awfully well for the shape I'm in.

My dentures are out, 

I'm restless at night. 

In the morning, I'm a frightful sight. 

Memory's failing, heads in a spin, 

I'm practically living on aspirin 

But I'm awfully well for the shape I'm in."

Now the moral is, as this tale unfolds 

That you and me who are getting old, 

It's better to say, I'm fine with a grin 

Than to tell everybody of the shape we're in!

As you grow older you will learn..

   As you grow older, you will discover that you have two hands, one for helping yourself,
   the other for helping others.

Forget the Forties!

 

I always dreaded being 50...it sounds sooo old!!

The thought of all the imminent health issues and constant hospital visits, weight gain, wrinkles, stress incontinence, grey hair, facial hair, my body taking on a mind of it's own and all the other joys that being a woman over a certain age brings, terrified me!!

 

Being 49 was a total nightmare! My last year in my forties...before life starts to go rapidly downhill!

(or so I thought!) 

However...I have to say I am LOVING IT!

Ok....so I'm overweight and let's forget about having a waistline..I said goodbye to my waist over 12 months ago! But who cares?!...I ache in places that I didn't even know I had, not quite the bearded lady yet, but let's just say my tweezers are my new best friend! (Or is that my slippers?) 

I find myself constantly saying things like...

 "When I was younger...." 

And of course there's the the sudden and unexpected talent of being able to cough, fart and pee all at the same time.

There's one other thing too, but I can't remember what it is.......

Oh yes! Forgetfulness! That's it!!

And yes, I had my moments in my 40's...There have been lots of wonderful, memorable times throughout my life, but being 50 brings a sort of  calmness with it, like an inner peace...a more laid back attitude to life and an ability to appreciate things and people that really matter!

I no longer get too hung up about the little things in life.

I get more enjoyment out of the simple things.

I love myself more and care less what other people think of me.

Impressing other people is no longer important.

Those that love me, love me for who I am.

And I have actually found that because of this attitude people are less judgmental and more willing to accept me just the way I am and if they don't, it's their loss!

If I want to do something...I just go right ahead and do it!

I know more! I have lived a lot and learned a lot. I'm not saying I'm wise...just less stupid!

I have learned to leave behind those people that suck the energy out of me.

And furthermore I can look forward to being even happier than I am!  That’s because, according to research I’ve been reading, the “mature” neurons in older brains react less intensely to negative experiences while still responding strongly to positive stimuli.

Growing old is mandatory....Growing up is optional

Wrinkles should merely indicate where smiles have been!

Life is short and the more you age the faster it goes.

  Don’t waste it on crap you won’t even remember when you’re my age.

A few more added benefits to getting old.....

1. You quit trying to hold your stomach in, no matter who walks into the room....besides mine is now covered up by my boobs, so who would even notice it?

2.Your secrets are safe with your friends because they can’t remember them either.

3.Your supply of brain cells is finally down to a manageable size.

4.There’s nothing left to learn the hard way....been there, done that, worn the tee-shirt!

5.‘Happy hour’ for you is a refreshing nap.