Getting Old

 

When you’re young you sometimes ache, but shrug it off,
It’s from running, or dancing or simply having fun!

When you’re old you worry, you stress, you dwell,
On the pain, is it my heart, an aneurysm, will I die?

When you’re young tiredness sets in and you sleep,
Your body repairs itself, your brain renews, reborn each day.

When you’r old, it’s extreme fatigue, your whole body tires,
You lie awake and worry that every breath is your last.

How long does it take to get old?
The blink of an eye, two shakes of a lambs tail!

Enjoy your young days, live life to the full, because,
You’re getting older and soon today will be a beautiful memory!

 

Dance like there’s no tomorrow!

I was in my mid twenties and a young wife. My husband was in the British Army and we lived in Dorset, far away from my parents, who lived in North Yorkshire. We always travelled home for Christmas, which made my mum extremely happy, but I didn’t realize how happy….until I saw her dance. It was Christmas day, and she was in the kitchen preparing the Christmas Feast. The radio was on and she didn’t hear me open the door. I’ll never ever forget the look of sheer happiness on her face as she danced to a tune I can’t remember. She twirled around the small kitchen, rocking to the beat of the song that played on the radio.

As I think about it now, it makes me emotional. My mum was 65 at the time, but danced like a teenager. She was embarrassed when she saw me watching, but it’s a site I will never forget. I miss you mum.

I wish I had a photo to share, but all I have are memories.

The voices in my head sometimes ESCAPE!

Coming out of Costco tonight the voices in my head just ran riot…….“oh thank heavens it’s stopped raining. My god, does that woman know she’s too old to expose that much of her bosom, and you really shouldn’t wear short skirts at THAT age. Great, someones’ parked next to me. If I have a door ding I’ll be upset!”

SHUT UP SHUT UP, I pleaded, but the voices continued.

“Do I need more wine? No, I have enough. What am I cooking this weekend? Hey watch where you’re going. Dammed Hyundai’s they’re taking over.”

Oh, what a lovely Porsche, I bet that can shift. I wonder who’s it is. Probably some hot young man.” 

I was aware of someone standing in front of me and looked up to see a gentleman smiling at me. He was about the same age as me (okay, I’ll tell you mid fifties) and quite well put together.

“I’m not a young man, but I still consider myself a pretty warm, not steaming hot, but certainly not cold.”

Was he reading my mind, I was speechless. I stood and gawked at him.

He laughed out loud now. “I guess you live alone,” he said, “and yes you were talking out loud.”

AHHHHHHHHHHHH!

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Celebrating Five Years of Blogging!

What have I gained from five years of blogging? Let me think. I interact with people in many different countries, people I’d of never heard of if not for our blogs. I read great stories, see fantastic art work, commiserate with people, congratulate their achievements. I also get encouragement when I need it. I share interests with bloggers across the globe. I think we bloggers are a unique group of people and I’m glad I belong to the blogging community.

Cheers

Keep a smile on you lips and love in your heart!

TGIF

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55 and feeling ALIVE!

Do you remember when you were a teenager? You thought anyone over thirty was OLD. Heck, you thought anyone over 20 was old. I remember looking for a club in Middlesbrough with my husband and a couple of friends when I was in my mid twenties. We stopped a young couple (who weren’t that much younger than us) and asked them where to go. One of them shrugged her shoulders and said “not sure for people your age.” MY AGE – I WAS 25.

Now thirty years later, I don’t feel any older. I am a little wiser (and a little wilder) but I still feel the same as I did when I was 25. When I look in the mirror, someone else is looking back at me, someone who looks very much like Phoebe Ethel, my mother. But I have more fun now than I ever did at 25. I took up snowboarding about ten years ago. I’m not great, but I enjoy it.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I also love going to Zumba Classes:

 

Turbo Kickboxing helps me keep fit and ready for the snowboarding season.

No this isn’t me, wish it was.

What I am trying to say is don’t despair when you turn fifty. My mum always said “Life begins at Forty”, well I don’t agree.

Your life begins the day you ere born and just continues to get better if you let it. So live, don’t let age scare you, embrace it and do all that you can, while you can. Get off your behind and out into the world!

So endeth my lesson for today.

Oh, by the way, I also write books now too. One is in the process of being edited (Preview) Dead of July

My first two short stories are available on Amazon….for free. When I launch my new book, I will take them down to be re-edited as I want them to be as wonderful as ‘Dead of July’ which will be published in March.

My free books are:

Girl on the Beach (UK)

Girl on the Beach (US)

Guy at the Bar Amazon

Guy at the Bar Amazon UK

My other blog is STOP TALKING TO ME and if you want you can even Follow me on Facebook

I also am known to tweet, although I am not very good at it Follow @ColoradoBrit

You can teach an old dog new tricks, I am living proof and loving it.