I have just published (at least for now) the last of my other two blogs "When I Was 69" (my personal archives) and "Living in Black Mountain, NC, a daily photograph of the beauty of Western North Carolina." It wasn't that I didn't enjoy writing them, but I need more time for other things these days.
I hope if you've been reading (or following) either of those blogs, you won't mind stopping over here, where I also will sometimes be talking about my pottery. It's not really a business...more of an avocation, I think they say.
So welcome to any newcomers here. Remember to leave comments if you wish.
Today is Thursday, so that means I can write something to do with the things I used to write at "When I was 69"
My personal life has identified that as a senior, or an elder, I choose to use the word Adaptable to best represent the best of my life today. No matter what my body may or may not do, I'm adapting to the changes that come about. I do not want to have any ageist comments about "not looking my age" (which infers that my age isn't the best I would want to be, and probably is trying to say I look younger.) I sure don't want to be the "athletic type elder," who is considered optimal because they are "active elders." Argh. I can do what I can do, and playing tennis wasn't something I did when I was younger, nor have any interest in at this age.
I'm really glad I am who I am, just the way I am. Most of the time anyway. Other times I'll either shut up or whine.