Fried Pickle?

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I’m sixty-one, where did the years go?
There were things I used to do that I can’t anymore.
I can’t stay awake late!
I can’t sleep through the night!

There are many things I don’t have to worry about.
Like the pain of getting my bikini line waxed.
Don’t do that anymore!
I don’t have to worry about making myself look good for the young men at work.
They don’t care!
I do have a better friendship with them though.
They look after this old girl!

I don’t worry about my figure so much.
You can’t fight gravity.
No need to worry about the latest fashions.
Walking became easier.
Why?
No more heels!

Don’t have to worry about getting my bottom pinched in Italy anymore.
Or getting hit on at the bar.
An old guy at the bar did take a shine to me a couple of years ago.
Sent me a fried pickle???
Didn’t eat it!

Getting old isn’t all bad, you just have to embrace it, and remember its better than what comes next. Won’t be able to blog about that!!!!!

(Or maybe I will)

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This Old Heart of Mine

Oh what a life! We are born, hit our teens and become emotional time bombs.
We get married, have kids (everyone’s emotions explode). The kids go to college, get married and then there is this weird void!
I feel like I’ve been emotionally paralyzed for a while. Yes, I have feelings and cry occasionally, but controlled tears.
All of a sudden, the floodgates have opened again and tears are flowing at the slightest thing. It started on Wednesday evening at the Cyndi Lauper/Rod Stewart Concert. Cyndi was a powerful performer, funny, cute and sang with a vengeance.
But when Rod Stewart took the stage my heart became open and vulnerable. Three songs into his show the tears started to stream down my face. It was the same old Rod from the seventies. The one I saw at a Rock Festival in Reading.
Was I crying because I remembered I was once young? No, I think I was crying from sheer pleasure. I remembered my life and all I’ve done. All I’m still doing. Maybe I remembered how lucky I am and cried tears of happiness. Who knows, but I’m grateful!

 

The R Word

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For years retirement seems to be a long way away. Something you NEVER need to think about. Then all of a sudden you’re in your sixties. You still enjoy good health, but don’t quite have the energy you used to. Retirement is constantly on your mind because you don’t want to be too old to enjoy it.

All of those questions pop into your head.

“Do I have enough money?” being the biggest one!

Most folks don’t even save for retirement until they’re in their forties, if at all. Saving for retirement means admitting we’ll get old one day and none of us want to face that fact.

Let me tell you this, I’ve never thought about retirement so much as I have these past six months. Now, I believe I’m looking forward to it. Am I scared? Yes! I’ve brought in a pay check my whole life. What is it going to feel like when I don’t?

I have a pension, but will it last me until I die? What if something comes up that takes all of my money? There’s certainly a lot to consider.

There is also one other BIG thing to consider too. Death isn’t reversible so retire before it happens, and enjoy your golden years doing what you want to do!