Every now and then, I like to check my “needometer.” Similar to the odometer on my car, my needometer measures how high or low a particular factor in my life is moving. What is this factor? Ahhh, my needs. As I get older, I like to think my neediness and insecurities diminish and my confidence and gratitude for what I have increases. But in reality, the neediness does lurk beneath the surface – even at this stage in my life — and I have to keep it in check! Continue reading
Some things in our lives just play over and over. I was reminded of that this morning when I went to my aqua aerobics class together with some of my empty nest friends (Oh yeah! It’s called “ARK” – as per my last post)
This class is otherwise known as my swimming exercise class. (it sounds fancier to call it “aqua aerobics.”) One of the buzz words used by our teacher is “circuit” training. Circuit means we go around in a circle and repeat certain routines over and over. I think we do the entire “routine” of exercises three times in the hour. Continue reading
When I was growing up, both my grandmothers lived nearby. They were busy, active and had set routines in their lives. However, to me, they were —well, old.
In fact, at that time, I considered the elderly to be in one broad age bracket – 45 and up. Anyone above the age of 45 was “old” to me. Anyone above the age of 60, was “very old,” and anyone above the age of 70 was “ancient.” I don’t know when this self-created age chart changed, but these days I don’t think any age is really old. I truly believe age is a state of mind, as cliche as that sounds. If someone is active at the age of 95 (and I know many who are extremely vital and active at that age), then to me they are not old…at least in the broad brushed sense that I perceived back in those childhood years of mine. Continue reading