Just had another birthday and it caused me to reflect. That is what I am finding my friends and I do now - reflect on the past. We are creating fewer memories now so we relive the old ones. I think that is why so many of us are not truly enjoying life.
I am moving again and a friend told me that she hoped I would be happy in the new place. Another friend told me I was too old to keep moving. I responded to the one that wished me well that I was not sure happiness is in my future, but that eliminating some of the money worries might help me to be more content. The one that told me I was too old to move again has lived in the same place for over twenty years - I mean the exact same home. I do not think I will take her advice.
I have asked myself what would bring me happiness now that I am an older senior citizen. Love of the opposite sex is not an option because I know that "love" has brought me more grief than happiness. A lesson I wish I could instill in young women is that you have to already be happy when becoming involved with a man. The movies are wrong - a man cannot make you happy. You do not live happily ever after as Cinderella. Realtionships are hard work and you need to be happy already to survive and thrive in one.
As I have said before now, I do not have children and thus no grandchildren. One of my friends gets much enjoyment and happiness from her grandchildren, but she does say that her children do not bring much happiness. Another friend has been so disappointed with her child.
So what would do it for me? I guess I could be happy if I could forget all the great things I did before I became handicapped. I am not severly handicapped like some - I still can walk, think fairly clearly, and take care of myself. For some people that would do it, but I have always marched to a different beat from my friends. I want adventure not complacency, stimulation not contentment, challenge not acceptance. I just have to find challenging, stimulating adventures. Yeah!
I read an article the other day about a woman who realized that she was not marketable in today's society since she had gotten older and her skill set was not needed any longer. This wonderful woman inspired me. At 63 she went back to college and learned how to create websites. Realizing that the "young" employers would not look past her age, she started her own successful business creating websites.
Once I get moved, I think I will investigate going back to college and finding something stimulating to learn. I will let you know what happens.
I am moving again and a friend told me that she hoped I would be happy in the new place. Another friend told me I was too old to keep moving. I responded to the one that wished me well that I was not sure happiness is in my future, but that eliminating some of the money worries might help me to be more content. The one that told me I was too old to move again has lived in the same place for over twenty years - I mean the exact same home. I do not think I will take her advice.
I have asked myself what would bring me happiness now that I am an older senior citizen. Love of the opposite sex is not an option because I know that "love" has brought me more grief than happiness. A lesson I wish I could instill in young women is that you have to already be happy when becoming involved with a man. The movies are wrong - a man cannot make you happy. You do not live happily ever after as Cinderella. Realtionships are hard work and you need to be happy already to survive and thrive in one.
As I have said before now, I do not have children and thus no grandchildren. One of my friends gets much enjoyment and happiness from her grandchildren, but she does say that her children do not bring much happiness. Another friend has been so disappointed with her child.
So what would do it for me? I guess I could be happy if I could forget all the great things I did before I became handicapped. I am not severly handicapped like some - I still can walk, think fairly clearly, and take care of myself. For some people that would do it, but I have always marched to a different beat from my friends. I want adventure not complacency, stimulation not contentment, challenge not acceptance. I just have to find challenging, stimulating adventures. Yeah!
I read an article the other day about a woman who realized that she was not marketable in today's society since she had gotten older and her skill set was not needed any longer. This wonderful woman inspired me. At 63 she went back to college and learned how to create websites. Realizing that the "young" employers would not look past her age, she started her own successful business creating websites.
Once I get moved, I think I will investigate going back to college and finding something stimulating to learn. I will let you know what happens.
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