Wise words about sane aging from a mere dishtowel: “Never stop exploring.” I received this dishtowel from my sister for Christmas, who had noticed earlier in the year that my dishtowels were pretty worn out and I was too cheap to buy new ones.
Never stop exploring. This, my friends, is something we should never forget, as we meander along into our “golden years.” Read new books. Learn a new language. Visit a new place. Find a new passion. Indulge in some googling to discover new things. It’s discovering and exploring new sights, sounds, tastes, and pleasures that makes aging not only fun, but keeps us growing aswell. Continue reading →
Can worry be inherited? If so, I got the worry gene from my mother. She always seemed to be anxious about one thing or another, and I followed her lead.
When I was a kid, I worried about my parents fighting and our almost daily family disruptions. As a teenager, I worried that I’d fail a test, wouldn’t fit in with my peers, or would do something stupid and embarrass myself. As a young adult, I worried I’d never find a job; when I had a job, I worried I’d make a mistake. As a wife and mother, I worried about marital finances and if it was “okay” to have an only child.Continue reading →
The proverbial fountain of youth can’t be found in a fountain. It’s not hidden in a bottle of expensive face cream or skin serum. It’s not about going ‘under the knife’ for plastic surgery.
But it is out there. It’s in our city parks, on the bicycle paths. It’s in our neighborhoods, on the sidewalks. It’s in our neighborhood fitness centers or community pool. It’s in the tennis courts, athletic fields, and even on our televisions, with the help of DVD players. Continue reading →