Thank you, Monica. Your writing has really made me think. My mom passed when she was 39, I remember counting the days on the calendar so I would know exactly when I passed
that scary milestone. Now I am 63 and just retired. Your writings have to really helped me to realize just what huge pieces of stuffed luggage I carried into retirement. I am spending more time staring into space and just thinking. It feels awfully good. I appreciate the wider world you are helping me to experience. 😊
My mom & Dad both died at age 74. My sister died at age 88. I’m 87 and still going strong. I expect to live long enough to publish three historical fiction book. One down, one to go and a third in progress. Life is good! 📚🎶
It’s a pleasure to discover so many women are asking the questions I have since my 71st birthday, 3 years ago. I find it odd that social conventions want senior women to diminish our lives when in fact, we just keep on growing, learning, sifting, wanting, and able to contribute more every day. I don’t care how any woman chooses to move into advanced seniority as long as, good health and resources in place, she makes the choice rather than follows another’s instruction guide ~
I’m 73. My “benchmark” (and hope) for how long I’ll live is my Great-Aunt Anna, who quietly died on her living room sofa at 89 while reading the Sunday paper. Her heart just gave out. She lived alone in the same house all her adult life with a little help from neighbors, church people, and a nephew in her later years. She was widowed before I was born. So I’ve started thinking about what I want from and for my next 16 years or so.
My mum died Nov last year she was 91. She was quite a character. I don’t remember her expectations for me. I suppose she expected me to live by her example like you’re saying. I’m 64, she worked full time till she was 65. I was dismissed from a full time office job about 12 years ago. (thankfully) and I’m hoping to get through to receive a pension at 65, July. In the meantime the job center is fixated with me finding work. Happy Sunday Mrs H 👍
My younger sister died this spring. I did the math and realized I already had outlived my father. I outlived my mom when I turned 30.
On the 30th, I lived for more birthdays than anyone in my nuclear family.
It is definitely a reckoning - am I lo ring another 2 months or 20 more years? I just turned 58.
Thank you, Monica. Your writing has really made me think. My mom passed when she was 39, I remember counting the days on the calendar so I would know exactly when I passed
that scary milestone. Now I am 63 and just retired. Your writings have to really helped me to realize just what huge pieces of stuffed luggage I carried into retirement. I am spending more time staring into space and just thinking. It feels awfully good. I appreciate the wider world you are helping me to experience. 😊
A brilliant piece….. I love the notion of choice. That’s freedom.
My mom & Dad both died at age 74. My sister died at age 88. I’m 87 and still going strong. I expect to live long enough to publish three historical fiction book. One down, one to go and a third in progress. Life is good! 📚🎶
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It’s a pleasure to discover so many women are asking the questions I have since my 71st birthday, 3 years ago. I find it odd that social conventions want senior women to diminish our lives when in fact, we just keep on growing, learning, sifting, wanting, and able to contribute more every day. I don’t care how any woman chooses to move into advanced seniority as long as, good health and resources in place, she makes the choice rather than follows another’s instruction guide ~
I’m 73. My “benchmark” (and hope) for how long I’ll live is my Great-Aunt Anna, who quietly died on her living room sofa at 89 while reading the Sunday paper. Her heart just gave out. She lived alone in the same house all her adult life with a little help from neighbors, church people, and a nephew in her later years. She was widowed before I was born. So I’ve started thinking about what I want from and for my next 16 years or so.
My Mom died in her mid-to-late 50s- I chose not to know what age.
I am over 60!
My mum died Nov last year she was 91. She was quite a character. I don’t remember her expectations for me. I suppose she expected me to live by her example like you’re saying. I’m 64, she worked full time till she was 65. I was dismissed from a full time office job about 12 years ago. (thankfully) and I’m hoping to get through to receive a pension at 65, July. In the meantime the job center is fixated with me finding work. Happy Sunday Mrs H 👍