Growing older
I would like people to comment about their process of growing older, whether it be becoming elderly, or moving from youth to adulthood or adulthood to middle age.
I’m 65, soon to be 66 and while I really embrace this crone stage, I find myself pondering how difficult things can be because of my age. Little things like being able to open up canned goods. Big things like using a Rototiller. Realizing that my memory isn’t is solid as it used to be. I horrifyingly discovered that I am, THE crotchety old lady that chases kids out of her yard in the neighborhood! Lol.
There’s things that I yearn to still do. There’s things I am so so happy that I did back in the day, even if I can’t do them again now. I’m pissed with all the medical tests they put me through . And I hate changing the way I eat. I always had a sweet tooth but now I’m pre-diabetic. I need to really concentrate on what foods I eat. I am so grateful that I am in a loving relationship with my husband. And at this point I’m far enough away from all my old relationships to realize the value of them, and feel grateful for the lessons I learned from them. Maybe that’s why this last relationship is working so well…
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Pole bachit, a lis chuye.
The field sees, the forest hears
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