Acting our age isn’t always possible when you enter your golden years. When you think about it, acting our age is really an impossible task at any age. When we’re born we come out kicking and screaming and when we die, we do much the same thing.
As we reach the end of our journey on this planet, it seems to get more and more difficult to get out of bed each day. With all the challenges facing everyone this year, it’s hard for any of us (no matter what our age) to roll out of the sheets and tackle a new day. Much of our ZIP has been sapped from us in the past ten months. The idea of retreating to peaceful sleep might seem like the only solution.
I’ve decided that aging doesn’t have to be an ending, but more like a fresh start. We may be coming close, but we aren’t dead yet. If we are really honest with ourselves, we might live another twenty or thirty years. I imagine I will resemble a prune if that’s the case. I’m half way there already.
I do believe that each day needs to begin with God time. Whether this be time in meditation or prayer – reflection on the important things in life – writing thoughts down in a journal, we need to meet with our Creator and set the plan for the day. More often than not we instead focus on how WE will tackle the events of every day living. Ending the day in thanksgiving for the blessings we’ve received will also give us time with God. Life in the middle should be the same.
We don’t have to go it alone. What a wonderful thought. Even though it seems that our struggles are insurmountable – our goals unattainable – our dreams unfulfilled, we have the assurance that we don’t have to face life on our own.