Thank you, Monica. I’ve been looking at being 70 all wrong. Since I turned 70 a few months ago I have felt OLD as the word implies. I have been grieving the past years of things I have missed and things I wished were different. Yes, my body feels old many times with the aches and pains and tiredness but those old body feelings causes me to slow down and stop for a little while. Being 70 has brought me to a point that I can look back and remember the good, kind, wise things I did and brought with me to this age. It’s a new season to embrace. It’s time to accomplish things I haven’t done and just be ME. I can be me without disrupting the parts of my life I’m content with and those around me.
Fall is my favorite season. I’ve always looked at it as a season of renewal, something unique and beautiful to enjoy. Being 70 is like the season of Fall. Not to look at the dying of life but the beauty and renewal it presents.
You’re absolutely right: being 70 is a season, and like Fall, it’s not about fading… it’s about flaming. It’s when the trees stop trying to impress and just let go in color. That’s us now. No longer trying to prove or force or fix—just letting ourselves be luminous and real.
I love how you said, “I can be me without disrupting the parts of my life I’m content with.” That’s wisdom. That’s sovereignty. That’s exactly what this stage of life makes possible—radical self-honoring without destruction.
Thank you for putting words to what so many of us feel but haven’t quite known how to say. I’m so grateful you’re here, walking this season with me
Oh Monica… another beautiful piece! Thank you for your perspective. I have had a hard time with the thought of being “old”….. I am 71. But I now see it’s just a “thought” without substance. I am curious dynamic energetic loving adaptable…. Not old. Whatever that means. I love how you described the fall season…just letting go… to be! 🌺❤️
I have never minded getting older. Each new candle on my birthday cake was a testament to another year of learning, growing, discovering, and surviving. I turned 70 back in July and celebrated by playing a new electric guitar my husband gave me. At 70,I still want to learn and keep growing mentally and spiritually. I'll be thinking about you on the 11th of next month. Birthdays are exactly that: the day of our birth. The day we left our mother's womb and graced the world with our light.
I retired at the end of last year & turned 70 in January. We never had a birthday party for adult me, but I wanted to really celebrate this time. My sister & I had a retirement/birthday party with a 70s theme catered at a nearby restaurant. It was so much fun, & a great way to begin the rest of my days.
I, too am now 70. I wasn’t sure how it would feel. Or whether it would change me. I’d been challenged to deal with a roller coaster of changes before the birthday, so that added to it. Months later, I’m settling in. Feeling the energy, both up and down. Experimenting with my art. Making changes and new choices. Reconnecting with mind, body and spirit with new compassion. But also not sinking into ‘old age’ as a label.
Thank you, Monica. I’ve been looking at being 70 all wrong. Since I turned 70 a few months ago I have felt OLD as the word implies. I have been grieving the past years of things I have missed and things I wished were different. Yes, my body feels old many times with the aches and pains and tiredness but those old body feelings causes me to slow down and stop for a little while. Being 70 has brought me to a point that I can look back and remember the good, kind, wise things I did and brought with me to this age. It’s a new season to embrace. It’s time to accomplish things I haven’t done and just be ME. I can be me without disrupting the parts of my life I’m content with and those around me.
Fall is my favorite season. I’ve always looked at it as a season of renewal, something unique and beautiful to enjoy. Being 70 is like the season of Fall. Not to look at the dying of life but the beauty and renewal it presents.
You’re absolutely right: being 70 is a season, and like Fall, it’s not about fading… it’s about flaming. It’s when the trees stop trying to impress and just let go in color. That’s us now. No longer trying to prove or force or fix—just letting ourselves be luminous and real.
I love how you said, “I can be me without disrupting the parts of my life I’m content with.” That’s wisdom. That’s sovereignty. That’s exactly what this stage of life makes possible—radical self-honoring without destruction.
Thank you for putting words to what so many of us feel but haven’t quite known how to say. I’m so grateful you’re here, walking this season with me
'Old' is the new 'Bold'. Enjoy!!
Yes! I love that!
Oh Monica… another beautiful piece! Thank you for your perspective. I have had a hard time with the thought of being “old”….. I am 71. But I now see it’s just a “thought” without substance. I am curious dynamic energetic loving adaptable…. Not old. Whatever that means. I love how you described the fall season…just letting go… to be! 🌺❤️
I have never minded getting older. Each new candle on my birthday cake was a testament to another year of learning, growing, discovering, and surviving. I turned 70 back in July and celebrated by playing a new electric guitar my husband gave me. At 70,I still want to learn and keep growing mentally and spiritually. I'll be thinking about you on the 11th of next month. Birthdays are exactly that: the day of our birth. The day we left our mother's womb and graced the world with our light.
I am 66 Monica, catching you up! I really don’t feel 66, although I am not sure what it’s supposed to feel like. When I was younger, 50 sounded old.
Now I don’t think about it. As long as I keep waking up every day and still remember who my husband is, I know I’m okay.
Happy 70th when you get there Monica 💕🌹
I retired at the end of last year & turned 70 in January. We never had a birthday party for adult me, but I wanted to really celebrate this time. My sister & I had a retirement/birthday party with a 70s theme catered at a nearby restaurant. It was so much fun, & a great way to begin the rest of my days.
I, too am now 70. I wasn’t sure how it would feel. Or whether it would change me. I’d been challenged to deal with a roller coaster of changes before the birthday, so that added to it. Months later, I’m settling in. Feeling the energy, both up and down. Experimenting with my art. Making changes and new choices. Reconnecting with mind, body and spirit with new compassion. But also not sinking into ‘old age’ as a label.
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