One thing I wish for everybody – and that is to enjoy every stage of life. Growing older is beautiful – and a gret blessing. It’s such a pity that our society puts such a high premium on youth that we spend countless dollars and hours seeking to remain young. Why? What’s wrong with growing old?

I want different things now than I did thirty or forty years ago. And I feel grateful about that. Today, I am not the fool I was yesterday – I’m an entirely different fool – and I love it!

Today, I did some gardening – got my peas in the ground. Took Abby for a couple of walks. I napped, I did nothing. And now I’m going to put my feet up and read. I am having a slow and peaceful day. I can see a time when I am going to slow down even more. This may be ten or twenty years from now and that time will come and I’m going to savour every minute of it. I’m going to love watching dust motes dancing in sunbeams, feeling warmth on my skin, a good book lying on my lap. (actually a new and improved iPad – but it’s the same idea).

Oh sure, I’m still going to be active. I cant’ see a day when I wont’ be walking a dog, or hiking, or gardening (although in my last year of life, maybe not) – but still – relishing the easy, peaceful times – this is a blessing of aging.

I hope that one day we give up the frantic and futile pursuit of eternal youth and embrace all that life has to offer. Every age is infused with magic – if we only stop to notice.

About goodyniosi

Writer, avid(!!!) hiker - living life to the fullest. Love, life, bliss - getting high on getting high (in the alpine that is)
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