This Is Me

What Do You Do

The above photo shows me in my true form. I am 63 years old and when I look at the photo, I see it. The wrinkles on my face and on my neck. My need to wear glasses or otherwise I cannot see. Aging is unavoidable. We all know that, but do we accept it? Not me, I’m not ready. But I have to be, do I not? Because it’s here staring me in the face. It is here when I look in the mirror. There is evidence of it all over my face and my body. 

Aging doesn’t come with a lot of good things attached to it. The only one I can think of is the fact that I am not dead. Bones weaken, eyesight goes down the road as well as being able to hear.

 Let's Be Positive

Ok, that is enough of the negative stuff. Let’s think positively for a minute. With age comes wisdom, so they say. Am I wise? I’d like to think I’ve learned many lessons in my lifetime. I’d like to think the good outweighs the bad. You begin to accept yourself as you get older. I know this is true for a fact. There are many things I’ve never wanted to accept about myself but with age have accepted. I know there is a peace and serenity that comes with aging. Being at peace with yourself takes time. Learning to accept all your inadequacies and your strengths is a lesson learned. 

I believe it is true what they say about having more control of your life. Especially if you are retired. If you do not want to do something you do not do it. It is that simple.

I'm Not Ready

They say by the age of 75 physical activity decreases dramatically. Most men and women 75 and older simply do not engage in physical activity. I have a ways to go to reach that age thank God. Since I am a runner, and I am nowhere near ready to give it up. 

My Blog

Another great thing about aging is you get to pursue your dreams. This blog is a dream of mine. A dream came true. Writing, books, and libraries are three of my favorite things. I now work at our local library, I am an avid reader, and my writing is right here on my blog. I may never become a millionaire from doing it but it settles something in me. Something I didn’t know I was lacking before starting this blog. Pouring out my feelings, good and bad for anyone to see. It comes easy to me. If anyone doesn’t like what I have to say they can click off my website. No harm done.  The above photo shows me from further away. I look much better that way. It makes me smile.

Grandbabies

Another great thing about being older is I have grandkids. The loves of my life. I’d do anything for them. My husband Gary and I are always attending ball games. We are their biggest fans. 

Is This Necessary

I’d say the hardest thing about aging is the physical decline. For me it is the hardest to accept. I can take in the rest of it with a grain of salt. The wrinkles, the aches and pains. But the physical decline is hard to take in. I should thank God I can still run an hour straight without stopping. 

At the age of 65 they say your bones shrink in size and density. Weakening them and making falling down something that should never occur. Fracturing a wrist or breaking a leg makes for a bad day. Coordination, stability, and balance are a thing of the past for those of us at the age of 65. My husband will soon be there. 

A side effect of aging is putting something in the wrong place and having no idea that you did so. My husband Gary and I are both guilty of this. Finding things out of place has become commonplace in our home. 

Let us end this on a good and positive note. 

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As of today, Gary and I are both alive and breathing. Of course, this could change tomorrow. 

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We will take one day at a time.

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