Killing It In My Sixties

I have always been a people pleaser – often to my own detriment. I felt, on a level – deeper than my own consciousness, that it was the only way to assure that people would like me. It was so ingrained in me, that I would say yes even though my stomach was churning, my…

I am sitting in Starbucks this morning having just finished a better-than-expected bacon, Gouda and egg breakfast sandwich. My cleaning lady is at my house, so I left to come somewhere I could write my blog. My toasty Venti latte is hitting the spot I hoped it would and it’s rather lovely to have the…

I spent yesterday in the company of a group of Seniors that I have come to dearly love over the past two years. They’re not seniors in the same way that I am a Senior, (as in 65+, AARP, Early-Bird Dinner, movie ticket discounts etc..). They are Seniors in High School and preparing to graduate…

I sat down to talk with my financial planner yesterday and he asked how it felt to be retired. I stopped because I wanted to really feel my answer – not just a standard “great”. As I paused – the first thing that came to mind was that my heart was no longer pounding. You…

For over thirty years, I have wanted to get a tattoo. But every time I got close to plunging through my hesitation, something would always hold me back. So many thoughts intruded on my desire to customize my skin in a permanent way. Sometimes it was because of the man I was in a relationship…

For the last ten years, I have jokingly said that I am having a mid-life crisis.  I mean – it most likely is about the middle of my life – and quite possibly the last third or even quarter of it!  In those years,  I have quit several jobs when I didn’t “find my bliss”,  moved to…

How many times have I said that to myself? How many times have I clammed up and NOT said it? And the times that I did blurt out exactly what I was thinking and feeling? Well … people just aren’t ready for that and it generally does not go well. My problem is – that…

In 47 days, I will turn the very exciting age of 65.  I am exhilarated about it for a number of reasons; number one – I lived this long. (Not everyone is blessed in this way).  Number two – I am now an official Medicare recipient – this is a moment I have been waiting…

A labyrinth represents a journey in life, often a spiritual or personal one, characterized by twists, turns, and a single, winding path leading to a center and back out. In death, it is a metaphor for the often complex and winding journey people experience while navigating loss and mourning.  It is a metaphor – but also a…