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.
Very nicely written. I am a big communicator and if more people would put forth a better effort, it would be a better place. Little acts of kindness truly goes a long way. You have identified it well. I can feel your sincerity coming through your writing. I would like to see more of the younger crowd helping or being involved with the older folks. I know my day goes better when someone has said hi or gives a waves.
I don't care for dark British/Dutch humor. Dislike Monty Python as well. Give me a bittersweet French or Japanese movie or a sad Portuguese song. I'm more introspective.
You were very fortunate. I never really fell into anyone's arms.
I need to reassess my needs. My 'romantic' efforts in Thailand had limited success.
A washing machine is an accurate descriptive for how your body is pummeled with each wave as you're drawn down and then pushed up again. I've been a dozen times and if my shoulder wasn't like it is I would gladly go again. I'm like you very familiar with canoes and kayaks although my preference is a kayak on lakes. I used to take mine out with a small cooler bag with lunch inside and water. My other bag was a dry bag, it held my camera in addition to whatever book I was reading. If my brain was functioning I had sunscreen, depended on my coffee intake for sure. We must have been fish at one point in our life.
I agree with you about the aurora borealis, I don't dare blink. They're just so glorious in color and the way the air feels as you stand there awe struck. I'm equally glad these calories don't count, I feel like I've eaten enough for two people maybe three.
I've wondered the same thing when I read about all the discoveries documented and brought back by ship. Paper that didn't crumble or mold from all the temperature variances.
I'm not as comfortable storing things in the cloud myself, I have external hard drives that I transfer data too and then disconnect from my computer so it is hack proof. Not that I really have data anyone would want but it is personal to me.
But then I think about the close living quarters on a ship how did anyone have room for storage to bring back? Darwin was indeed lucky on the HMS Beagle.
May 19th Prompt:One year left to live. Would you change anything? What would you change and why? So, this is happening. My time is up? I'm not being renewed for another season? Huh, this is unexpected and disappointing. Three-hundred and sixty-five days do not seem like much. Well, the first decision I would make involves food and the enjoyment of all things food. It's said that you can't take some things with you, but I want to take my current body as is, current weight and all. Why fret about calories, or diet, or exercise more? There is no tomorrow for a sleeker, more flexible, stronger me. Cookies, cakes, pastas, whatever, I shall enjoy them.I will taste and savour more cuisine.
I am not wasting my precious time and effort on a second knee replacement. That first experience ate up valuable time in recovery and rehab. Why endure that pain again? Let the surgeon find another candidate. For my final year, a limp is good enough. I do not plan to run anyway. My whenever has arrived. No longer will I postpone more travel. The bucket list will become a reality. My family will be invited to accompany me on fantastical trips that encompass the globe. Why not a month per continent? Of course, my journals will be finished and stuffed with all my memories and musings. Once again, I will request/suggest/demand that they be read and shared. Everyday will be celebrated as another final party/celebration. Stories and jokes are a must to gain access. There is always time for more laughter!
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