I love your post and hate to quit reading it, so I'll read it as long as I'm allowed to do so without paying. I am 87 years old and don't have a heck of a lot of money. Substack can get expensive. By the way, you look wonderful!...30 years younger. Really! I let my hair grow out shining, pure white when I was 75, and I am very happy with it...get compliments in the parking lot! White hair isn't all bad. You are inspiring me to write an age-related post. Stay tuned.
Oh my gosh, I am so, so sorry--I did not realize. Please accept my sincere apologies--and perhaps a smile and less severe styling (relax!) might work a bit better. I mean no offense.
Here is one possible answer among many such: focus on others. Focus on The Other. I no longer work for money and am struggling to manage the transition to something else (but what?). Part of the answer, I’m finding, is to volunteer for things, so that’s what I do. I know you do, too, but in my case, if I don’t volunteer to help people or to work with other people, I tend to be too self-absorbed.
Just for starters check out There Are No Grown-ups: A Midlife Coming-of-Age Story, then go find Pamela Druckerman, who's an ex-pat living in Paris right now (!), and who would, I'm sure, be delighted to compare notes with you. Meanwhile, rest assured, ladies, from my 84-year-old perspective, it's still about the eyes and the attitude. . . . and kisses. . . .we know what's under the sweater. . . . That's why we're here.
a really taboo subject is what deplorable thing do when they think they’re completely alone or unseen-at home or in a public space. l won’t even give an example…
May your hands always be busy
May your feet always be swift
May you have a strong foundation
When the winds of changes shift
May your heart always be joyful
May your song always be sung
And may you stay forever young
(Bob Dylan)
To Francis: A perfect response!
Thank you Marianna.
Thank you, Francis! And may we always love the towering talents of our youth . . . who keep on rocking!
I love your post and hate to quit reading it, so I'll read it as long as I'm allowed to do so without paying. I am 87 years old and don't have a heck of a lot of money. Substack can get expensive. By the way, you look wonderful!...30 years younger. Really! I let my hair grow out shining, pure white when I was 75, and I am very happy with it...get compliments in the parking lot! White hair isn't all bad. You are inspiring me to write an age-related post. Stay tuned.
Marianna, I'll always have a free subscription option, which 99% of my subscribers choose! And thanks for your very nice words.
Please, please, please, please use the photo at the type of this posting--soooo flattering. Ugh to the "author's" photo.
But the photo you prefer is 20 years old! I guess I can get a new photo taken when I have a new book out, which I hope will be soon.
Still looking good after all these years!
Your aliveness shines through.
Keep on being you.
Peace and love,
Joel
Thank you, Joel! I'll try to keep on being me. Who else could I be? xx
Oh my gosh, I am so, so sorry--I did not realize. Please accept my sincere apologies--and perhaps a smile and less severe styling (relax!) might work a bit better. I mean no offense.
Here is one possible answer among many such: focus on others. Focus on The Other. I no longer work for money and am struggling to manage the transition to something else (but what?). Part of the answer, I’m finding, is to volunteer for things, so that’s what I do. I know you do, too, but in my case, if I don’t volunteer to help people or to work with other people, I tend to be too self-absorbed.
This is a good point, a way to perhaps erase these frequent thoughts. Thanks for a good idea to help curb rampant narcissism!
Catherine,
Just for starters check out There Are No Grown-ups: A Midlife Coming-of-Age Story, then go find Pamela Druckerman, who's an ex-pat living in Paris right now (!), and who would, I'm sure, be delighted to compare notes with you. Meanwhile, rest assured, ladies, from my 84-year-old perspective, it's still about the eyes and the attitude. . . . and kisses. . . .we know what's under the sweater. . . . That's why we're here.
a really taboo subject is what deplorable thing do when they think they’re completely alone or unseen-at home or in a public space. l won’t even give an example…
Old looks good on you, Cathy. You don't look 80 or even "almost" 80. We all think about our ages, but you wear yours extraordinarily well.