The older she got, the less sure she was about anything. Her children kept telling her she was wrong about nearly everything, from how she cooked a roast or grilled chicken to the Christmas tree ornaments she wanted to place on the tree. She was tired of the constant surveillance of her activities, just because... Continue Reading →
Living Life to Its Fullest Takes Courage and a Joyful Heart (Sense of Humor): Writing Prompts
Shuttling between hope and dread, I find myself constantly on edge. As a member of the snap, crackle, and pop age group, I have fears. But courtesy of my faith and beliefs, I rise to meet each day head-on, Determined to overcome the appearance of old age with much cheer. I walk with confidence that... Continue Reading →
Every Day Past the Three-Score and Ten is a Bonus
Daily writing promptWhat are your thoughts on the concept of living a very long life?View all responses What a strange question for a seventy-something to answer, as most people would say that I have already lived a very long life, since I have passed the biblical three-score and ten (70). I just live my life,... Continue Reading →
It Takes Courage and a Sense of Humor to Grow Old
This week, I started exercise classes at the county Senior Center. On Monday, I attended the Siver Strong class, utilizing balls, three-pound weights, and ropes to strengthen our bodies. We moved to music, which was pretty cool. But I underestimated how much moving to music can leave you feeling pain in places you didn't know... Continue Reading →
Old Age: One-Liner Wednesday
Feed on This: Old Age takes a lot of courage and being able to say, "Oh, Well!" when the next ache appears!Regina, Help from Heaven Written for the One-Liner Wednesday Challenge from Linda G. Hill.
Getting Old is For the Courageous: First Line Friday, March 12, 2021
From Mindlovemisery's Menagerie for First-Line Friday, March 12, 2021 Tamsin’s heart drummed frantically as she tore through her pack, her books, and the messy desk– where was it?! She knows that she placed her lunch in the backpack this morning! Sometimes it seems as if her memory is standing on the sidelines of her life,... Continue Reading →
No Sweet Young Thing for My Husband
What a title, I know! But, Douglas and I were talking as I read my Bible this morning. He was bent over a little, which signals a backache or painful joints. I kidded him that insisting on spending much of the day in the king cave, also known as the beasement, meant that his 70-year-old... Continue Reading →
Still Getting Around!
Photo courtesy of Donna McNicol To the young people, I am a curious sight, Walking slowly but surely towards town. They say that I should be safe in my bed, But I tell them, "I can still get around." I'm not quick as the roadrunner, I know, But I'm still as wise as the old... Continue Reading →
On the Cusp of Old Age: Weekend Writing Prompt
I continue to work and produce. Don't have time for a rocking chair. I'm at that liminal stage of aging, Still up for a challenge or a dare. My hair is gray, and things Hurt that I didn't know that I had. I don't move as fast as I use to, But, overall, things aren't... Continue Reading →
Growing into Beautiful Me!
It's 10:30 in the morning, and I am sitting on my bed looking out at one of the three trees in our front yard. Two weeks ago, there were buds, as the tree awakened from it's winter nap. Then, the sweet white flowers bloomed, covering the yard and street in white, when the winds kicked... Continue Reading →
Help from Heaven 