I DO NOT want to get old. My emotions range from “gee, I’m glad I’m this age”…to “oh no, fight it girl”
There are times when aging seems overwhelming. This is new territory. My whole life has been about setting new goals. Achieving those goals gave me energy and purpose. The goals I set now are always with the nagging thought life changes and ends.
My adult life has been about acquiring. A husband, children, friends, things, etc. As life moves on, acquiring things isn’t interesting or fun any more. Stuff is stored in closets and boxes. There are only so many clothes one can wear, only so many fingers for rings, and I can only drive one car at a time. I can look around at fine china, crystal and silver. Diamonds, pearls, gold and silver. My granddaughters don’t even know or care about taking care of such finery.
Now life narrows. Actually, it’s about prioritizing. What’s important? My husband of 50 years, children and grandchildren. Dear friends. Time spent?
Aging is more difficult when the body is in trouble. This past spring we struggled with health. Would we ever feel good again. Then frustration sets in and the kicking and screaming begins. I don’t want to get old. I want to run up and down stairs, hike up and down hills, race to the finish line. Finally, our bodies are functioning again. Yes, my life might go on for a long period of time. How do I set new goals? What do I want to accomplish? Life is not worth living if there is no accomplishment.
So I seek my purpose. With God’s guidance, and hopefully wisdom, I seek purpose at 70.