The above is a quote from Michelle Shocked
I am 74 today – older than dirt – older but not wiser – still ornery and kickin’ .
I have started a petition – in my own mind at least – to obliterate the word, “Elderly.” Supposedly, this includes people 60 and above. Every time I hear the word, realizing that the people uttering it are referring to ME, I get hostile.
“I’ve enjoyed every age I’ve been and each has had its own individual merit. Every laugh line, every scar, is a badge I wear to show I’ve been present, the inner rings of my personal tree trunk that I display proudly for all to see. Nowadays, I don’t want a “perfect” face and body; I want to wear the life I’ve lived.”
— Pat Benatar
I’m just getting a good start now. Right at this moment, I’m feeling a bit older than usual, though. My husband and I got our first shot of the COVID vaccine yesterday. My arm is a bit achy, and I’m not feeling very energetic, but that is a TEMPORARY condition, and this one time I’m glad I’m ‘old enough’ to get something.
I am full of plans for spring. I want to re-plant the elephant ear plant bulbs I’ve been storing in the garage for the winter. I want to repair our irrigation system where the cold weather busted one of the pvc pipes we use to water our plants. I am eager to uncover my raised bed planters so I can get spring veggies started.
I have ideas rattling around in my head for things I can try in my art room. In fact, I’m planning to spend part of my birthday today up there. :0)
“There is a fountain of youth: it is your mind, your talents, the creativity you bring to your life and the lives of people you love. When you learn to tap this source, you will truly have defeated age.”~ Sophia Loren
It’s a nice day, so I’m going to spend time on my elliptical trainer in the garage, and then do a good, long session of yoga stretches this afternoon.
“You don’t stop laughing when you grow old, you grow old when you stop laughing.”
— George Bernard Shaw
I truly love finding things to post on this blog. There is so much to share that is hopeful!
“As long as I am breathing, in my eyes, I am just beginning.” — Criss Jami
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Happy Birthday! Enjoyed your post. I turned 74 the end of January and with all that’s been going on around the world the past year, I’m just thrilled to be here! Your daffodils are gorgeous. Ours are just 3″ of green yet, but we have lots of crocuses.
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Thank you, Carolee! I appreciate the good wishes. I was sad that some of my daffodils froze, but the current display is so nice I can feel my spirits lifting each time I go out. Congratulations on your ’74-ness,’ too. Maybe we should start a club. Enjoy the crocuses, and thanks for writing.
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Hi there! Just found you and I truly must say that I feel your pain. I hit 71 late February and I, too, hate the idea of being considered ‘elderly’. I’ve got much to do before they haul me away!
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Hi, Luna. Thanks so much for writing. At 71, though, you’re still a baby to me, since I hit 75 March 9th. Maybe we can make the dictionary and the public at large redefine ‘elderly.’ :0)
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:::giggles::: I do feel as still In infancy. No matter what others definition might be. 👍🏼
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I think you’re as old/young as you feel inside, Luna. As long as you continue to expand your horizons, age IS only a number.
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