The two co-hosts, both of whom are around my age, both admitted that they had always expected to be more mature by the time they reached their current ages. That really caught my attention. They were admitting on a nationally syndicated program what I had thought about myself on more than one occasion. Could it be that I’m not alone?
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All the pieces of the puzzle came together in mind in crystal clarity. Gratitude changes attitude. That’s huge. That’s profound. I don’t need a good attitude to have gratitude. I need gratitude to have a good attitude! It’s no wonder that…
It has occurred to me recently that I may be a slow learner–spiritually, that is. I wrestled with a particular issue several years ago and thought that I had achieved some measure of victory, only to realize more recently that perhaps I had not. You see, I’m the mother of boys…
John and Cindy were also several years older than I, so my childhood memories of them are limited. However, once I reached adulthood, I did form a closer relationship with my cousin Cindy…
Several weeks ago, my grandson, Hadley, was at our home, and wanted to turn off the light on the ceiling fan in the living room. When he asked for help, his grandpa (a.k.a. my husband, Roland) teasingly asked him why he didn’t turn it off himself. In typical three-year-old fashion, Hadley replied, “But I’m too down here!”
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Now that I’m officially a “senior adult,” I’ve decided that I’m in complete agreement with Bette Davis on at least one point: “Getting old is not for sissies.” It’s not just a matter of grey hair or wrinkles–oh, that it were!
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