The idea of growing old never occurred to me until I became part of the silver haired generation.  It still doesn’t hold much interest.  In fact I’m trying to avoid it completely.  Age isn’t particularly where anyone in our society wants to be.  Youth is everything, right?

We’re fed with the notion that we can achieve higher cheekbones, supple skin, bodies that never sag.  We’re told  that once you get old your life is over.  NOT!  For one thing, you have earned the right to express your opinion and not really care if anyone listens to you or not.  You can do anything you want as long as you can pull your aching body out of bed.  Your mind is filled with so much information, but you often shut down or repeat the same things over and over.

Unfortunately, our society is so focused on youth that they have forgotten or dismissed old age.  It’s one of those things we don’t talk about much until we become old ourselves.

I am in my seventies and I don’t really consider myself old.  I still get out of bed at 6 AM.  I continue to work.  I put my make up on each morning, fix my hair and get dressed.  I can still tie my shoes, but it’s harder to reach them.  I have acquired a lot of knowledge over the years, but I often forget it.  I don’t look as good as I used to, but I can still see a sparkle in my eyes.  I love to listen to the rain falling on the roof, but can’t always hear it.  My body sags, my face is wrinkled, my senses have become dull, but I don’t consider myself one of those old fogies I remember from my youth.  I know that God has a plan for me and some day, all you young whippersnappers are going to be walking in my shoes.

1 Timothy 5:1-2  “Do not rebuke an older man, but encourage him as you would a father, younger men as brothers, older women as mothers, younger women as sisters, in all purity”

Every living human being has value in this world – from the very young to the very old.  Let’s never forget our place in the scheme of things.  Getting older is just bringing us that much closer to heaven.


As I reach the end of my years, I find I have a lot of good information stored up in this old decrepit mind of mine. If I don't write it all down, it may vanish and no one will have the advantage of my thoughts. This is why this blog exists. I love the Lord, Jesus with all my heart and soul. I know I'm undeserving of all He's done for me, but I also know that His love is beyond my comprehension. I've always wanted to write. I never kept diaries, but tucked my thoughts in my head for future reference. I use them now in creating stories, plays, poetry and my blog. I continue to learn every day. I believe the compilation of our time spent with God will have huge affect on the way we live. I know I'm a sinner and I need a Savior. I have One through Jesus, Christ. My book, "Stages - a memoir," is about the seven stages of life from the perspective of a woman. It addresses all the things girls and women go through in life as they travel it with Jesus, and it is available on
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  1. When we lose what it takes to meet the world’s standards then a window opens into greater self-acceptance as we grow enough into God’s standards to more fully enjoy them. Aging is a process of letting go and the more I let go the more I understand that God really does hold me in his hands. I am learning to wear my grey hair like a crown!


    • atimetoshare says:

      I’m with you. My hair has finally grown to its natural color and I’ve discovered that I had spent way too much on highlights over the years. I’ve gotten more compliments on my hair than ever. You girl! Aging doesn’t have to be a disability. Thanks for stopping by.

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  2. selah says:

    The “body house” changes but the soul is unchanging. When I was young I thought that old people were different somehow, but now that I am there I realize that they they are still the same inside. One thing I like about being older is that I can say “no!” and not worry about doing it.

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  3. tellthetruth1 says:

    The answer to your title is…Nopes 😀 If it was yes, then I’ve been had, hahahahaha! I love being older. Still in the process of getting my grey hair. I used to ask my hairdresser how much grey was in it, and I was never told the truth. I wish people could tell the truth! They’re either too scared, or have been bowled over by PC thinking.

    Ah well 🙂 Great read, as always, As long as the arthritis is behaving itself, I’m still very glad to be alive.

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    • atimetoshare says:

      I love my age too – 73. I’m blessed to be doing what I love, teaching drama and public speaking. I’m glad you read my blog and commented.


  4. Melissa says:

    You rock Kathy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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  5. Hey Kathy. I go to quite a few funerals for my residents and the eulogy is pretty much the same about all the stuff they’ve done, achieved. So refreshing to hear from you that the most important thing is about our relationship with Jesus! You go girrrrrrrrlll!!!!😊😊😊

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