After last week on changes, I thought discussing aging would be good. I don't spend a lot of time being introspective. I did more of that in younger years. Still, it's good to stop and think where I am in life. The blog is a good place to ponder that.


Now, midway into my seventies, I see more differences in appearance and physical abilities. Some want to deny they are old-- I'm a child inside, they argue. Words have meaning or need to. If we deny old has meaning, then does young?


On the other hand, when in old age, there are also changes that are a factor of parts wearing out but also hormones. There is more pain in joints as most of us will get arthritis to one level or another. It takes more to get in shape if we get out of it. Looks change with thinner skin and sags where it never had. This makes us look different than our middle years. Little by little, men and women resemble each other more than in those mid-years. Little old ladies and little old men acquire more similar bodies-- for those who get old enough.


We will have more friends who die and the older we get, the more that will be true. We don't have to be depressed about it but it's obvious at 75 that there are less years ahead than behind-- and those years will be ones of deterioration and loss. For anyone who lives into deep old age, the body begins to shut down. Disease takes many of us ahead of that.



The book I recommended in the last blog is a good one for mid years-- In the Meantime. It moves you toward living where you want to be, not putting up with what isn't giving you that life. Change isn't always a bad thing. It is always a reality.
At my age, especially as a writer, but as an old woman, I do a lot of observing of life. The photos here are from our Tucson home. I believe the simple and small things are often the best.
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Photographs suport your idea that being old is aperfect time to observe life. You could describe the life you see in beautiful words too.
I do that with my books as best I can, which is why I like to always plant them where I have spent time or lived. It makes it easier to add those details. I consider nature to be a character in my fiction.
In addition to the advice of finding out what you want to do and then to do it I would add this: Find out who you are and then be that person. If who you really are is not who you want to be then make peace with yourself, come to terms with it and then simply be who you are.
Very good wisdom, Wally. Finding that out can take some time but worth it. Trying to be who someone else wants you to be is never going to lead to joy.
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