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 |    My random thoughts and reactions to my everyday life. The voices like a forum. |
| I do not know quite what happened or when , but my hubby and I now qualify for seniors' discounts at some venues. This creates a quandary; in order to save money, but not face, we have to admit to our age. HMMMM..... We definitely do not consider ourselves to be old. In this day and age ,when people as a whole are living longer and healthier lives why are 'young seniors', those in their fifties, like moi, considered 'old'?? It's so true that age is just a perception! "Maturity" is very objective/subjective, and I object! Whew, a few years have skittered by since I composed this biography block. Those "fifties" are in the rear view mirror and they are distant, fond memories. Oh, I do not plan to stop writing any time soon. |
| PROMPT March 19th How are you different now than you were in the year 2010? What have been the most significant changes in your life in the last ten years? The last ten years have produced some inevitable changes. I am big sister to one less sibling. I am an orphan now. My parents died in a five year span. Grandgiggle number three joined our mob. Three girls now call me Nanna. Never again will there ever be a dull moment. I've amassed an ever-expanding library of digital photos. For several years, we've maintained a "poor man's cottage" ,a trailer / RV at a permanent campsite which attracts visitors both of the familial and the friend variety. I've dabbled in a bit of travelling and upgraded my passport to a ten-year version. I contribute to a monthly newspaper. I discovered WDC. I write more. My physical body has most definitely aged especially my cantankerous knees. In the past six years, I've endured four surgeries upon my left knee. During the third operation, I bid my birth knee adieu and adopted a replacement model. The right knee doesn't have much of a warranty either, but it will wait its turn for a better option. It survived a rebuild when I was seventeen and that has helped me to limp along. I have adapted to the electronic/gadget way of life. I possess both a home computer, a cellphone and a tablet. I stay in touch with options. I may call, text, e-mail, or instant- message my 'contacts.' Occasionally, I compose a hand-written letter and send it off via snail mail. Hubby and I down-sized from a house to a rented apartment. With no maintenance worries we can now lock the door and hit the road any time we feel the urge to get away. Before making this move, we purged, but most of the books insisted upon remaining with us. Sometimes, that ten-year span seems like a drop in the bucket. Memories vie for attention and not all of them retain a distinct time frame. Remember when? Did that really happen ten, five, or two years ago? |
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