Today is just another day but it also happens to be my birthday. At my age birthdays can be viewed two ways. One can bemoan the fact that they are older or one can celebrate that they are still alive. I choose the latter. I am happy to be alive and in many ways this is one of the best times of my life. As a retired person I have the freedom to finally live the way I want to live. My life is more simple than exciting but I am content, relaxed, and stress free. My mother and father lived well into their 80's. A few years ago my granddaughter asked me how old my mother was. When I told her she replied, "Boy, she sure is good at living"! I hope I am also good at living.
Although I am now 68 years old and I do have a few aches and pains, I do not feel old. In my mind I am much younger. Just this past week my friend and I attended a concert honoring the memory of Jimi Hendrix. We are still young enough to leave our homes at night and attend a concert but old enough to have seen the real Jimi Hendrix in our youth.
Today I slept in as I now can do whenever I want or need. When I got up I made some coffee and reflected on my life as I listened to some Jethro Tull and Bach. Later in the morning I went to Starbucks and enjoyed a free birthday breakfast. Since it is a sunny and beautiful spring day I will soon go to the park for a nice walk among the trees. The weather lately has been overcast and gloomy. I am suffering from a lack of sunshine. Gloomy weather is tough for me. When the weather is dreary I lack the motivation to leave the house. That's not all bad since I am a classic introvert who can be quite content with my music and books.
I know I don't write as much as I did in the past. Those who care should not worry about me. I am fine. My introverted and solitary nature is doing very well now with the expansive amount of free and unscheduled time that retirement has given me.
Am I really 68? My inner child is not convinced!
Although I am now 68 years old and I do have a few aches and pains, I do not feel old. In my mind I am much younger. Just this past week my friend and I attended a concert honoring the memory of Jimi Hendrix. We are still young enough to leave our homes at night and attend a concert but old enough to have seen the real Jimi Hendrix in our youth.
Today I slept in as I now can do whenever I want or need. When I got up I made some coffee and reflected on my life as I listened to some Jethro Tull and Bach. Later in the morning I went to Starbucks and enjoyed a free birthday breakfast. Since it is a sunny and beautiful spring day I will soon go to the park for a nice walk among the trees. The weather lately has been overcast and gloomy. I am suffering from a lack of sunshine. Gloomy weather is tough for me. When the weather is dreary I lack the motivation to leave the house. That's not all bad since I am a classic introvert who can be quite content with my music and books.
I know I don't write as much as I did in the past. Those who care should not worry about me. I am fine. My introverted and solitary nature is doing very well now with the expansive amount of free and unscheduled time that retirement has given me.
Am I really 68? My inner child is not convinced!
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