Recently, I joined a FaceBook group whose title seemed inviting: Christian Seniors Over 70! I thought, Well, shiver me timbers! Perhaps I have found a group that I can relax in. You know, a place where like-minded older people can sit around the virtual fire, be comfortable in their skin, and praise the Lord, all at the same time! Now, experience with these types of … [Read more...] about Well, Shiver Me Timbers ! I Found A Great Group — Or Did I?
If We Do Not Help Ourselves…
I recently joined a Facebook group, "Seniors Who Need Help with Anything." I tried to find rules or limitations thrown in by the administrators, but I joined anyway to see what it was all about.
As soon as I joined, I could see there was little organization, no rules of compliance, and little thought had been given to the many differences in states and cities. … [Read more...] about If We Do Not Help Ourselves…
You Are Too Old For Romance
The entire world believes that after a certain age, our need/yearning for a companion drizzles to nothing, and it all turns to bake cookies for grandkids, knitting, and petting cats in your lap. Mentioning anything more exciting than a soap opera cliffhanger or a new herbal tea brand is just out of the question.
I even dream of a warm and gentle man who is … [Read more...] about You Are Too Old For Romance
I Just Wanted To Help
Nearly fifteen years ago, I became a Certified Christian Life Coach. It took blood, sweat, and tears to remain focused while life around me kept doing what life does. Younger people refer to it as life-ing. Still, I thought romantically about how many people I would help when I hung my virtual "shingle" out there. Even though I could not fathom the excessive prices that my … [Read more...] about I Just Wanted To Help
We Need Each Other
If my 47-year-old son David had his way, he would hire six or eight strong men to carry me around on a silk pillowed contraption like Cleopatra, and my feet would never touch the ground unless we were stopping to take care of bodily relief.
That said, he tries to make sure that he takes me to the store, parks right near the door, jumps out, runs around the car, and … [Read more...] about We Need Each Other
Happy Thoughts From The Birthday Girl
On the occasion of my seventy-fifth birthday, I was able to do a lot of reflecting and begin my celebration with much less regret than usual. I had the opportunity to speak with some of my children, open a variety (87 to be exact) of greeting cards (some with special $urprises inside, and take in all the beautiful presents like that huge TV, new stand for it and the recliner … [Read more...] about Happy Thoughts From The Birthday Girl
We Have More Important Issues To Complain About — Just Ask Me
As we walk, stomp, step, glide, and stride into 2023, we must not lose our resolve to utilize and share any resources that advocate intentional and informed ways of aging. Unfortunately, rather than approaching our latter years in a willy-nilly, "catch as catch can" fashion leaves us open to those age genies who would like to dictate when, where and how we … [Read more...] about We Have More Important Issues To Complain About — Just Ask Me
I’m Losing My Sight But I Have Divine Illumination
Recently, in our Senior Scribblers Zoom meeting, I made some reference to my being a low-vision person, and when no one asked questions or mentioned it, I wondered for a moment if I had done the right thing.
These kind people in Franklin, Massachusetts, allow me to participate in a weekly romp in literary joy with my peers. I mean, what could be nicer? We share our … [Read more...] about I’m Losing My Sight But I Have Divine Illumination
Are You An “Achey-Breaky” Lady?
I was heading down the main hallway of our building to check on mail when I heard familiar voices. I dug my heels into the carpet with screech-like movements and began moonwalking in the opposite direction.
Good thing I was still behind the wall and not in full view of the voices I recognized very well. I refer to them as the "Achy-Breaky" ladies. They are the … [Read more...] about Are You An “Achey-Breaky” Lady?
Playing To Tough Crowds
My parents pushed me out on one stage or another, beginning at age five or so. I remember someone having to adjust the microphone to my height as I either sang, recited, or made some other vocal offering to rows of upturned and not always eager faces, but I showed no fear. I did not know how to show fear because it seemed natural that I was part of a play, skit, or part of … [Read more...] about Playing To Tough Crowds