I hate the terms “growing old gracefully” or “getting older”… I am not 65 nor a woman but I am “getting older” and feel some of this sentiment.
Hmmm… like I said, I hate those terms… perhaps I’ll come up with a better phrase.
In the meantime – this is a #MustRead (whether you are a boy or a girl) đ
Another birthday.
A big one. 65.
Over the last few weeks, I have been preoccupied with the significance of 65.
Two thirds of my life is behind me. Maybe more. Do I have 30 years left? What if it is only 10?
Iâve wasted a lot of time in 65 years.  John Lennon said, âTime you enjoy wasting is not wasted time.â But have I enjoyed it? Itâs gone now⊠all those hours waiting for boys to call or vegging in front of TV or playing online games or shopping for shit that I hardly ever wear. I canât get those hours back.
But I want to make the most of whatever time I have left â and to enjoy that time. Maybe that still means television and shopping. But maybe not.
I will soon (not quite yet) be an old woman.
Iâve been asking myself:
What kind of oldâŠ
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Thanks for the re-blog!
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It was a great write – happy to share it with people that follow my blog.
Thanks for writing it.
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