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As another year and decade passes, each one of us is getting older. There is no escape from this malady, except for death and for many that’s the end of everything.  I hope I never lose my zest for living, but I certainly wouldn’t want to give up my hope of life after death either.

When you get old things begin to change – slowly at first, but once you’ve reached retirement age it’s like putting pedal to the metal.  Time moves much faster for example.  Days swiftly turn into nights and your daily fare may consist of crossword puzzles and watching Bonanza reruns.

With modern medicine we’re living longer lives.  Hips, knees, kidneys and even hearts can be replaced. Plastic surgery has expanded to all areas of the body.  You can replace your smile with dental implants.  You can endow yourself with perfect upper and lower body enhancements.  Your body can actually be sculpted into precisely what you want it to be for a price.  You can make bald heads hairy again.  It makes me wonder what our decaying bodies might look long after we’re placed in the ground.  Picture a skeleton with implants running wild.

For some, reaching retirement means time for yourself – a chance to check off things from your bucket list – get involved in something you’ve always wanted to do, but never had the time for.  You may choose to step outside the box and experience free falling from an airplane or zip lining across the Grand Canyon – neither of which I’d do because of my fear of heights.

We try to keep up with the latest technology, but need a five year old to explain it to us and most five year olds are too busy texting their friends.  So we stumble through the emojis, the tweets and chat rooms knowing nothing about what we’re doing.  Fortunately most of us are smart enough not to get caught up in the scams out there, but if we do, we never hear the end of it.

Staying alive is more than taking fifteen pills a day.  If you really want to enjoy your golden years, get out and do something – even if it means simply having coffee with a group of friends.  You might join a health club and meet new friends, but be careful.  Health clubs are full of bacteria and germs, not to mention those who are there to hit on you.  You might take a class in something you’ve always wanted to try.  Someone once said, “You can’t teach an old dog new tricks,” but you’d be surprised at all the wisdom packed into an 85 year old mind. They might teach you a trick or two.

What I’m trying to say here is that we all go through the aging process, whether we’re ten years old or 80.  It’s the natural order of things.  We’ll also die some day.  Make the most of the time you walk on this planet, but don’t forget that something even better lies ahead.


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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4 Responses to THE “JOYS” OF AGING

  1. In our house- the cat gets a hold of a 3000 $ hearing aid and things get ugly fast

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  2. Salvageable says:

    Over the past ten years, I have enjoyed several opportunities to lead sessions in “continuing education” for retired persons. No tests, no grades, no homework–just an opportunity to gather once a week for eight weeks and learn new things. (Most of my classes have involved history.) I appreciate the people who plan to continue learning in their “golden” years. J.

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