Remembering the last time I flew on a plane, I said “I didn’t have to take my shoes off, but maybe it was because I was old.”
And that was a couple of years ago.
“OK, so now you're "after old.”
I wonder what to call it…this free life without the encumbrance of being elderly. Certainly not “dead!”
I’m going to stew on it a while…
It's been fun thinking about what to call my life, my daily existence. Another blogger was talking about what generations are called these days. I wonder when we started naming each generation, anyway.
I remember when I studied psychology, there were all these stages of mankind...you know, infant to elders. And now so many people in their 50s are considering themselves middle aged...but when in mid-60s they often used to retire.
Many people now work into their 70s. These people are certainly what used to be considered "old" but certainly not elderly. As I hit my 80s I didn't mind calling myself an elder. I even toyed for some years with being a crone. Just couldn't get anyone else on board that this was a good thing, however.
So far I've thought maybe Apex...or something along those lines. Pinnacle?
Survivor? Certainly Thriver.
Put your thinking caps on and make some good suggestions.
That is, of course, if you are interested in this post-elderly existence!
Interesting list without good proof reading...I went back and re-read them all and not one is a "rest." so
"which one rest describes your life?" didn't work. Then I changed "rest" to "best" and voila!
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Please let me know what you're thinking. I'm mostly over on the other blog these days...Life in Durango.