Suddenly, one fine day, you realize that you are no longer that young spring chicken. You are an old goat. It is validated by the creaking knees that you’ve been feeling/ignoring for so many years. Still, it comes like a blow. What to do? How to live this ‘old’ life now? Some ideas are trickling in. Ignore it, like you did with your knee pain? Or fight it out, like I did my cancer?
Well, the cancer was overcome. Age cannot be ‘overcome’. It just needs some adjustments here and there. Because, my dears, You are the same ‘young’ person, deep inside.
Reality check:
Which ‘same’ am I?
Well, the ‘quite recent same.’
You just go along with the flow of life, doing what you love to do, ignoring what you don’t want to accept! (If I ignore it long enough hopefully, it will go!)
You see, I’m a great fan of Joan Collins. No matter what people have said about that ‘Dynasty’ fame damsel, her books are awesome. She has taken me through all the recent decades from my thirties onwards. The forties, fifties and now the sixties. In her books about how to look after your looks and your self, she candidly shares her relationships, the men in her life and even her. children. She will even take you through your financial decisions. By the way, her husband is thirty three years younger than her. They’ve been happily married for quite sometime.
Why I’ve loved Joan Collins:
What I love about her is that she is completely honest with you. Sharing the good, the bad and the ugly parts of her life. She helps you take away lessons. What she shared about one’s hair, turned out to be more true for me. After my chemo, the hair didn’t come back ‘better than before.’ They were even worse! Though in my case, my hair has always been on the thin side. So, the gift of a beautiful wig, that I received during my hair fall of chemotherapies, came in handy.
That wig is my identity now. I wear it all the time. The pic with it is on my passport, driver’s license and everywhere. God help me if something happens to it!
The Happy parts of Age:
The best parts are the grandkids. How you love them. I’ve got four of them. Little bunnies. Cuties, and so talented. No worries about their upbringing, and what not. My job is just to cuddle them and have fun with them. Take them out for drives and get books and toys for them on their birthdays.
Reaping the harvest:
Its only through age that you get to see the actual outcome of seeds or saplings of plants you planted in your younger years. Your children too were planted seeds. How one sees them grow, complete their education, choose life partners and get settled in their lives. Watching them bloom and succeed is the best part of growing so old. I just love it.
Now, your children are like your best friends, mentors and sometimes even your caregivers.
Literally, the trees I had planted thirteen years ago, have grown into huge trees, about thirty feet tall.
Doing what gives one joy!
Well, frankly I’ve kinda done that most of my life. While I did the stuff that I ‘had to do’. I made sure I squeezed in what I love to do, with it too. I love traveling, here is my recent trip to Seattle last year.
But now, I do not ‘have to do’ that many things, its more of what I ‘love to do’.
I meet people I love, go to places I love to visit, and stay busy doing what I love to do. The charity work is definitely part of that ‘love to do’ bit.
Now, in my mid-sixties I started my own YouTube channel! This is the thumbnail of my vlog, made while I was in Seattle last year.
You stay blessed too, as I definitely feel so blessed as I’m getting on in beautiful years. Alhamdulillah! (Thank God!) May you live to a long ripe age too, bringing more colors and joys into your life with each added year.
