I remember once saying in about mid-November that I was getting through winter very well. My brother Bob who lives just south of the Canadian border, laughed.
To say that I’m enjoying my old age is probably comparable. Being a few months short of seventy is unlikely to qualify me as highly experienced in aging. Nonetheless, it never occurred to me that I might be in for some big surprises if I live long enough. And not all of them negative.
What do you think you will be doing if you live to be 90? I have to admit that I was startled to read that a woman here in England has just published her first novel at the age of 93.
Lorna Page says it has transformed her life and is planning to use the royalties to buy a large house for friends currently in a nursing home.
Her book, A Dangerous Weakness, is available on Amazon. I haven’t read it yet, so I don’t have an opinion about the end product. But I’m in delight and awe at the process. If I live to be 93, I wonder if I’ll be still even be writing this blog.
It’s worth a try.
