Heredity is not necessarily destiny. This becomes clearer as we mature. A lifetime of habits and behaviour will likely have the greatest impact on how well we fare, more than what we started out with.
Today is my 42nd birthday, and I must admit that admitting my age is getting harder, in part because I come from a long line
He may be more than a century old but Hafeezullah still goes to work every day. With the aid of a cane, the wizened white
I'm so old, I got over being called "Ma'am" about 20 years ago when I turned 30. Holy crap. I was 30, 20 years ago? Man, math sucks on so many levels.
I am growing older. But that is not so bad Because I have loved. Not always wisely And certainly, Not always well. When I
I think people my age, more than generations previously, have friendships with their parents. You talk about things you maybe shouldn't. For women our age, there is less of a physical and intellectual generation gap between mothers and daughters.
Time flies, whether we have fun or not. Time also seems to pass more quickly as we age. Of course, the notion that time goes by with greater speed in our later years is nothing but an illusion. Some experts believe that our time perception is strongly influenced by two mental functions, namely attention and memory.
I went through periods where matching dishes and wonderful wine glasses were very important. But now instead of crystal trinkets and china, there are Eiffel Towers to see, monkeys to feed, children to visit, grandchildren to laugh with, and friends to drink wine with.
One of the many traditions that my husband and I are establishing as we eke closer to becoming empty nesters is that we have a Saturday morning date where we read the newspaper together. He pores over the first sections of local, national and international news and reads every single editorial. I start from the back and savour the "Random Acts of Kindness," the home section.