tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1078324787471983933.post2593568432305915399..comments2024-02-16T19:50:32.317-05:00Comments on Lynda Grace An Hour Away: Cool and Drippy, Spit and Fire, Peace and Serenitylyndagracehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13530605081989558341noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1078324787471983933.post-75789202924845433762013-06-18T08:36:49.250-04:002013-06-18T08:36:49.250-04:00I like that. I think I am starting to live my gol...I like that. I think I am starting to live my golden years right now (with the help of a good therapist.....)Graciewildehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00142582724233027386noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1078324787471983933.post-69488692094019314282013-06-18T07:04:20.533-04:002013-06-18T07:04:20.533-04:00It's funny, I live in a senior community. I h...It's funny, I live in a senior community. I hear this comment all of the time, "I thought these were supposed to be our golden years." That comment is usually made after the person has spewed out a litany of illnesses, aches, pains and tales of whose funeral they last attended.<br />I am beginning to realize that the sunset years begin when we stop worrying about everyone else and start taking time to live the "best" years of our lives the way <i>we</i> want to. <br /><br />lyndagracehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13530605081989558341noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1078324787471983933.post-21164639392478725912013-06-17T08:26:02.412-04:002013-06-17T08:26:02.412-04:00I agree - Father's Day ( or Mother's Day, ...I agree - Father's Day ( or Mother's Day, for that matter) don't have to happen only once a year. My own children are great at acknowledging their appreciation for the parts that their dad and I have played in their lives - and it is not only acknowledged on that one day. I like to think that that is , in part, b/c they have observed Michael and me acknowledging our own parents on a regular basis.<br /><br />As for sunset years being filled with spirit and fire? Clearly, I don't know the real stuff of your life but your days appear to be full of life - lots of living going on there - some painful (very painful) days but other joyful and alive days. I'd like to say that my life is alive too in my (not quite) sunset years.<br />When do the "sunset years" start? when you stop working? Graciewildehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00142582724233027386noreply@blogger.com