|The ultimate in aging gracefully|
I was invited to join a group of women bloggers who created a new website called Generation Fabulous – The Voice of Midlife.
Um, I guess that means I am at that part of life called ‘midlife.’
Well. I knew that. It was kind of, sort of a secret I was keeping to myself.
I mean, inside I am still a 13-year-old girl. Really. Just a little less insecure.
Part of group membership is going along with the crowd – something I’m terrible at, said Pam, ending a sentence with a preposition. However, they are doing this thing called a Blog Hop and all the mid-life bloggers are blogging on the topic of Aging Gracefully. Today.
I wasn’t going to do it – I am not aging! Do you hear me?? I am still a 13-year-old girl!!
But I’ve already read a few of the posts and I have to say they are all pretty thoughtful and so I think I will participate.
Of course, I have to place a “badge” on this post – a badge that will take readers right over to the new Gen Fab website. If I can figure out how to do that gracefully, I’ll have really accomplished something today.
So what does aging gracefully mean to me?
If it means getting all a’ twitter (excited) about the fresh produce, groceries and Starbucks that were all very, very recently added to the Target that I go to all the time, then I am okay with aging gracefully. However, my college-aged daughter is also a Target fanatic and I’m sure when she comes home will thrill to the purchasing of a Frappicino before waltzing down the shaving cream, Cetaphil and Suave body wash aisles. So maybe that’s a universal experience, thrilling to the changes at Target, one not limited to me; desperately trying to express what it means to age gracefully.
Let me think again.
Using my iPad more often than my laptop. Yes, aging gracefully means being open to new technologies. I am finding my iPad frightfully easy to use and so convenient to lug around especially to coffee shops when I need to type up notes or research things – companies, small businesses, people, etc. – for my stellar career as a freelancer. That laptop was so heavy and bulky compared to this little iPad thing that I waltz in with, said Pam, ending a sentence with a preposition again!
Staying in touch with former co-workers, appreciating the years spent together even though we were all laid off and I was never in love with my job. But saying I wasn’t ‘in love’ with my job sounds whiny and that is not aging gracefully. Because it was a good job with good people.
Accepting that I actually enjoy Dancing with the Stars. There. I said it!
Not taking things personally. Looking at all sides of an argument. Getting along with people. Remembering that struggle is part of life. And giving our loved ones space. Because that’s much healthier than freaking out.
On to the badge. Can she do it?
Look over to the right, scroll down a bit. Okay, a lot.
Still, quite the accomplishment. Did I age gracefully today?