Pondering on Ageing

Coming close to my 69th birthday I have been pondering on ageing and my relationship to it, and at times wondering how I actually made it to this age; where has the time gone?  In fact, sometimes I look at this number and cannot relate it to the person I am. But one thing is for sure, I am not going to allow myself to be defined by a number, which is actually 69 cycles around the sun and not the straight line we have been led to believe it is.

I can remember my mother saying to me many years ago, when she was in her 80’s, that inside she didn’t feel any different than she always had, but that so much had changed on the outside, and that I can now relate to; the wrinkles, the sags, the ‘age’ spots and so on. And of course, there is the slowing down of the physical body and the aches and pains that can come with this.

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My Inspiration

There have been many who have inspired me over the years, but I need to go way back in my life to the very first inspiration, and that is my father.

This lovely man was 45 when I was born. He always seemed so very old to me when I looked at him on the outside, but on looking within all I ever used to see was one very alive, and young man, who never stopped living life to the fullest, and who never had the word retirement in his vocabulary.

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