Undoubtedly, I no longer have to consider myself an active member of old age. It has arrived and it is here to stay, and it is not a cliché; after this stage, there is no other that makes us aspire to reach it.
In childhood we wanted to be young and then be adults to have some privileges, which later when we reach that stage we realize that they were not such and we long for that age where we had no worries or responsibilities.
I lived each of my ages, with what each one of them brought me, I think it is nice to feel comfortable with what you have, I am referring above all to the moral part, how I feel with what I have obtained, once old age has arrived. I feel satisfied, gratitude is my favorite way to move forward.
A few moments ago I was talking to a grandson who is 17 years old and I reminded him of my way of seeing the world, when I was his age. He looked at me attentively, I recognized that at that time my insecurities and not knowing how to take responsibility for myself, brought me a lot of fear. Apparently the same thing happens today with young people.
I moved forward in my life holding on to that backpack of recommendations, values, beliefs and family teachings, with which I faced my own world and in some way they helped me to get ahead.
I had four children, I guided them all on their path as students, I accompanied my daughters on their path as mothers. I did what I had to do and now at this age, 68 years old, I don't think I have any experiences that I miss. I lived and I still do in a stage where I necessarily have to stay calm.
It's not worth the anxiety or fears or insecurities. I'm waiting for a surgical procedure, which is becoming more and more uncomfortable, because the prices they had given me last year have almost tripled. I'm not going to achieve anything by getting desperate or worrying, the only thing I would achieve would be to create anxiety in my children and I don't want that. I feel good physically, I don't want to think about how I could be worse, with this situation in the future, I simply want to face each day with the strengths that accompany me, at each moment, taking care of myself, attending to myself, living.
One of the many beautiful moments, lived.
Meanwhile I have the spaces of Hive to let the words flow, to spin and weave freely, so that they feel in their own way and allow me to flow in harmony and peace. Writing will continue to be the way to draw my present to capture what I think, and over time, when I reread my lines I will see how good this present was.
Thank you for your kind reading.
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My own images taken from my personal archive.
I have used Google translator.
