Tag Archives: turning 60

facing it ……

17 Nov

Sadly there is no pretending that we are still young ….. but most of us have an image of ourselves at a ‘certain age’aging and cling to that as our default….I recall a conversation with Mum @ age 75, she said that she still actually felt 30, until she looked in the mirror.  It’s just a slow and gradual process…. and let’s face it everyone around us is aging at the same rate so it kind of sneaks up on you.

That is, until…you bump into a friend you haven’t seen for years and suddenly wonder what on earth is wrong with them because they look so …umm…well….OLD!! 

Or… like me today, you pass a woman walking her child to school, and when you look a little closer, you realise that she was the little girl you used to see in kindergarten reading groups and serve lunch in the school canteen…ouch !!

It’s a sneaky and sinister process, and time to reflect today as yet another of my friends clicks over into their 7th decade … While I’m still desperately clinging to my mid 50’s, one by one, my friends are hitting that next  BIG Birthday….and I sit here still wondering …how DID that happen ?? (but I guess it’s better that the alternative)

Happy Birthday to all my sexagenarian friends ….mmm, maybe there’s a hint in there that life is spicy in your 60’s.

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120 years young…

13 Jun

It’s Friday 13th, and all things considered it’s been a good day.

I am excited to report to those who have been following my vocal challenge, that I have more consistent voice today than I can remember having in years…. Now that may not seem TOO exciting to others … BUT for me it’s like winning the lottery !!! I think we can safely say that the most recent  procedure (see “ice cream fixes everything” a couple of weeks back) has been a modest success.

But tonight I am giving it some serious rest… because tomorrow we need to party …TWICE !!

We will be celebrating 120 years of life ~ 60 at lunchtime then another 60 in the evening (I’m feeling  tired already) … but it suddenly struck me today “how on earth did I get to have friends who are turning SIXTY”?

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I remember when my Mum and Dad were 60  … Mum with her compulsory curly perm and Dad in his grey ‘slacks’ and cardi. They were sensible and responsible… and ‘oh-so-old’ ….(talking pension plans and false teeth)… a far cry from our ‘new-age 60 year olds who are  still deciding what they want to do when they grow up.

Wishing happy beginnings to my 2 fabulous  Hexagenarian friends

(remember…you’re 60 something …but you’re not dead yet)

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