Living Life as a Senior Citizen
Aging is not for sissies, but it does beat the alternative! I am determined to enjoy my senior years, aren’t you?
I am already fascinated by all the labels. Children have labels — infant, toddler, preschool, grade school, teenager. And then there are years you have no label except “adult”. And lo and behold, suddenly you turn 50 — you’re a baby boomer, a senior citizen, or “elderly”.
When we were in our sixties, a young doctor referred to us as “elderly”. We both laughed all the way home! What on earth does that mean anyway? I don’t feel “elderly”!
Labels! Who needs a label? I am alive and well and having fun! Yes, from time to time, I need a little assistance, and may even need more as time marches on, but as long as I am able, I will live until I die!
November 3, 2009 | Posted by Correen (clouda9)
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Beautifully stated! & beautifully made!
A wonderful act of courage to be alive a all!
Blessings!!
Joan, you are the epitome of someone living life to its fullest — whether you’re called a “senior citizen” or not.
Thank you both! This is exciting!
When the three of you get to be “seniors” let me know, okay? Looks like to me you are all younger than most people I know.
Much Love and Hugs!