This is 65…
I used to think turning 65 was a milestone. It meant you were old. It meant you would retire. That is NOT the case. Not at all.
I feel better and more alive at 65 than I did at 50 or 55! As a woman, I feel stronger and more confident. As a woman I know I am resilient to so many things that the world throws our way. At age 50 or 55 I couldn’t wait to retire, I was tired—ALL of THE TIME. I had menopause brain fog (If you know, you know). I would wake up in the morning and during my shower count the hours until I could go back to bed. I was also, still trying to please people. Once that brain fog lifted—look out world.
I have a job I am loving. A hobby keeps my brain active. A husband who is my friend, supporter, partner and biggest cheerleader. Children and grandchildren who though we don’t share any DNA we share a bond that is stronger as we chose to be family and stay family. There are too many blessings to count.
Here is one week into turning 65.
Spent my actual birthday with my dad. We haven’t had the freedom to do that for a long time. In a few weeks he turns 90. We did some shopping and had a breakfast out. We reminisced and had a lovely time.
Me and my dad—the first man to love me and show me what a good man is. He taught me ethics and what it means to keep your word.
Next up—I took down the sympathy cards from my moms passing the month before and replaced them with Birthday cards and gifts from friends and family. We had a Euchre card party on Saturday afternoon that was attended by my kids, grandkids and friends. There were snacks, cake and lots of laughter.
I took the week off so caught up on some sleep, read a book (or two)
We closed our trailer for the season—always sad but gives us something to look forward to over the long winter months
I also went to the DR. and lined up all those vaccinations and shots and care plans we are so fortunate to have in the country.
Saturday—we had our Thanksgiving Dinner. We cancelled thanksgiving last year due to Don’s health after getting hit by a car while riding his bike. This year we truly are counting our blessings. Our thanksgiving dinner consisted of the two of us. It was quiet and romantic and candlelit. Last week we were surrounded by friends and family and want our family to enjoy their long weekend. Two of our three children have in-laws so they are spending thanksgiving with them this year and not having to worry about fitting in a second meal etc.
Sunday—I finished a customer quilt, got some sewing done for myself—yeah me—and rode our bicycles to downtown Kitchener to visit the largest Oktoberfest hosted outside of Germany. Oh and we ate leftovers—perhaps the best part of Thanksgiving Dinner
Today—Don is leading a volunteer bicycle ride with a great group of people. I am hosting an open sew time this afternoon on Zoom.
Tomorrow is back to work and I’m looking forward to that too.
Over the weekend I discovers I might just have gotten my Sew Jo back! So stay tuned for lots more sewing/quilting adventures.
So far 65 is looking great!
