Now You’ve Reached Your Later Years

Although I loved my job as a postman it was an easy decision to take retirement when it became a possibility at sixty. I worked my last day, the day before my sixtieth birthday, and have never looked back since. After travelling around the UK and taking several cruises Covid has slowed us down quite a bit, and coupled with turning seventy and having some heart problems making travel insurance prohibitive, it’s difficult finding the momentum to consider foreign travel again in the future.

However, I’m more than happy to travel the UK where I’m sure many adventures are still waiting to be had. I do miss running though and hoped to be pounding the roads and tracks at some level into my nineties, but that’s not to be now. I am thankful, despite a few heart problems, to be otherwise fit and healthy and still able to go out walking each day. I’m very content and happy with my lot in life, I’ve got many hobbies to keep me occupied whatever the weather, and have always been optimistic for the future. Not much gets me down and life is turning out more or less like I expected it would. I look forward to each day and consider it a blank canvas.

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You’re my hero, Foxy, apart from when we disagree about global warming, of course. :slightly_smiling_face:

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Hi

What is it about ladies and skin?

Wrinkles and lines are cool, they are attractive.

Botox and lip fillers are not.

Grey hair is also fine, it is more alluring.

Silicon boobs and bums are not good, you are fine as you are.

A complete waste of money.

Small boobs and bums are fine, a handful is great.

Silicone is not, it feels different.

There is a huge industry based on this, which I object to.

You are lovely and alluring as you are, the smile, the twinkle in the eyes are the most important things, as is a personality.

A healthy disregard for men is also attractive to us.

Chill out and admire yourself.

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I continued until I was seventy. Mostly consulting work. I still do some but I now prefer just to stroll with the dogs.

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I’m not sure if I have reached my “later years”. I would like to think I’m still in my prime and the best has yet to come.

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Inside looking out, I feel I haven’t changed but the world around me has. And for the better, mostly.

Of course I don’t have the energy and physical strength I once had, but I have a certain satisfaction of having lived a good life and the wisdom that comes with it.

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Here! Here! Swim…
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I’ve not knowingly tried a handful of silicone. :neutral_face:

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Just being alive is all I am thankful for, Ever grateful to the surgeon and hospital staff that saved me from dying

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Must say I agree. A handful should feel warm and natural, not plasticy and resilient to hand caressing :+1:

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I agree too. Who wants to whisper sweet nothings to silicon? :018:

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I still feel so young in my head like most people, my body at times says something else, but, I am blessed to still be in fairly good health apart from my AF, horrid as it is at times!

I have found I’m less tolerant than I was when I was younger, someone, I think it was Doody said the world has changed for the better but I don’t see it like that and I really don’t like the way the woke world is, but, of course, I’ll have to lump it and just thank my lucky stars I’m still here, my Sister died at my age and as you know my husband almost died a matter of weeks ago. The latter has made me evaluate what’s important in life and I intend when my husband is better to live a more full life.

At one time I wouldn’t be seen dead leaving the house without eyeliner on, wouldn’t dream of wearing flat shoes but now, I’m happy to bare my god given face, wrinkles and all and as for flat shoes, I can’t get enough of them, comfort and all that jazz.

My 13 year old niece thinks I’m her age,she wants to hang out with me, she doesn’t see me as old at all, probably because I’ve still got that immature girl in me somewhere. I still love a bit of toilet humour, very childish I know.

I’m not quite sure I’ll ever grow up or even sure I want to.

One difference I have noticed a change about me is that I’m not afraid to say no anymore and I won’t tolerate people walking all over me or take advantage of my nature of which happened many times in my younger years. I do what I want to do these days, is that selfish?

When I look around me and know that so many people live in poverty, fear, war, no food or water, suffer abuse and so on, how can I not be happy with my lot. Growing older has made me appreciate my life much more. Oh yes, I certainly am a blessed woman indeed, priorities changed as I got older and I became to realise who and what is important.

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It’s not “How Many Years You’ve Had” that counts.

It’s “How Many Years Alive You’ve Got Left”!

I’m reckoning on enjoying life at the age of 100.

OK, many of the more enjoyable pursuits have gone, but there are still amazing ones, around, to get started on.

When I’ve fixed the blown down fence, and the blown off tiles, I shall start to re-decorate room by room, that should see this year out.

Must remember to look old & tired when the offsprings come round!

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