Wednesday, November 20, 2013

Getting Older Is Getting Harder

I really believe I am better than I was when I was young. My brain is better, and my understanding is better, but I have less bodily strength and endurance for physical activity. I count the mental activity and disregard the physical stuff so I can say I really am better now that I'm older. I like to read George Valliant's work with the aging population. It cheers me to hear him say that the aging brain is still active. If I'm going to have to live to be very old I at least want to enjoy the benefits.

After I was 70 I went back to school. It may have been the best thing I could have done to deal with the death of my husband. I studied history, English literature, and Latin. I'd like to do it again, but it does cost a lot of money. I am reading as much as my vision will allow. I want to be more in tune with life and joy and love as I get older, but in many ways I want to be free from people with their judgments, competitions, and jealousies. I don't enjoy the frivolous activities of the retirement home I live in. I don't like the card games and craft projects. I am trying to inspire a Bible study and poetry reading. I'm afraid I won't get many bites, but I've have thrown out the bait. 

I would like for this time to produce a truly vibrant mental activity. Of course when I went to school, the other students were mostly in their twenties. It will be a different quality of discussion that came from that group. Well, maybe not. There were grouches and lazy slobs in that age range and I think there are still some of them around now. I guess I've got as good a chance of provoking a meaningful discussion here as I had at the University.

Anybody want to talk about Isaiah or Robert Frost? 

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