Am I young or am I old?
I’m am 60 (almost). I have always considered myself to be the next year’s age – which is always just around the corner.
So, I have been in a dilemma trying to figure out what 60 means for me. Mostly the conundrum comes from those who talk to me with varying degrees of advice.
On the one side, yesterday someone called me into the category of the seniors (of which she was one). “We older people can now speak our minds. We can do what we want to do. We are mature.” I like living on this side of being a senior!
On the other side, I am being told I am young.
I like that thought, especially when I look in the mirror! OK, most are not referring to my looks. Most are referring to my seeking out a new wife. My first wife, Jill, would have been in total agreement – get to it!! Others figure the best years of life are still ahead for a “senior just turning 60.” I agree and am on that journey with intention and intensity!
So, today I am ready to begin the day. I think I have solved the dilemma. I will suspend time and just get on with living!!