tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4028290314714419963.post104026535526613880..comments2024-03-19T14:28:03.565+00:00Comments on welsh hills again: The year of being sixty twoElizabeth Musgravehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09473705107636868753noreply@blogger.comBlogger62125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4028290314714419963.post-68127592236731531482016-09-21T20:20:30.717+01:002016-09-21T20:20:30.717+01:00I love your blog. I, too, am loving this time of m...I love your blog. I, too, am loving this time of my life being in my third year of retirement, aged 63. Having never married or had children I worked without a break from my twenties until 60. And it really feels like a new phase of my life with time and freedom to do all the things there was never enough time to do like painting, gardening and keeping up with friends, and contemplating a move to the countryside. It seems to me to be so important to use this time well while I have my health and strength. My friends are so important to me and I treasure them.Mistyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03894909065236801939noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4028290314714419963.post-62193452293040305462016-09-21T20:11:14.887+01:002016-09-21T20:11:14.887+01:00This comment has been removed by the author.Mistyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03894909065236801939noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4028290314714419963.post-26453832122904238962016-09-01T22:03:35.611+01:002016-09-01T22:03:35.611+01:00Another great post with heartfelt and thoughtful c...Another great post with heartfelt and thoughtful comments. Ageing is a peculiar experience. I didn't really notice it until I hit my late 40s (I'm now 51). I'm sort of letting my hair go grey but might have to dye it again as I keep being surprised by the woman in the mirror – is that really me?! My stomach isn't as flat as it once was and my hands are definitely looking older (should've worn rubber gloves for all that washing up!). But mostly, I hope to keep healthy and fulfilled for as long as possible, balancing family, work and self. I'm thoroughly enjoying your writing, Elizabeth. Thank you. Sam xAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4028290314714419963.post-36680397941113263042016-08-26T01:54:02.945+01:002016-08-26T01:54:02.945+01:00As someone not too far away from 60, it's inte...As someone not too far away from 60, it's interesting to see how others are coping (if that's the right word) with ageing. I'm not sure I feel 17, but certainly stuck somewhere in my late twenties. With my youngest daughter now off to university, I'm hoping to find time to do all those things I've always wanted to but never found time for. maryomhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18265044617480788043noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4028290314714419963.post-7862955311007429952016-08-25T17:04:26.193+01:002016-08-25T17:04:26.193+01:00You have so much in transition there Annie. I thi...You have so much in transition there Annie. I think there is so much to be said about our stage of life and see so little which really resonates with me. It would be very good to have you in the conversation.Elizabeth Musgravehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09473705107636868753noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4028290314714419963.post-6890447819430058022016-08-25T10:09:34.275+01:002016-08-25T10:09:34.275+01:00A wonderful piece of writing. For myself - mid fif...A wonderful piece of writing. For myself - mid fifties but with rheumatoid arthritis and having never had much of a chin, grandmother to a baby but with one of my own four 'babies' still living at home, parents still living but living with dementia - I'm finding I'm quite muddled about what feels like a transitory stage. A dialogue such as you've begun here is most welcomebAnnie Cholewahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17608057589525908147noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4028290314714419963.post-29636400282120394352016-08-22T22:31:41.806+01:002016-08-22T22:31:41.806+01:00How good it would be if we exited the world perfec...How good it would be if we exited the world perfect! I would that it were so easy, perfection through ending! All that we can do is to continue to think, to question, to be here, now. I know just what you mean about looking back on our own naivety. I wouldn't want to deprive anyone of that joy and innocence but looking back now the self, that was in my twenties seems both wonderful and like a baby. This cannot be new. Our parents and grandparents and the generations before must have looked at youth and wanted to raise their hand and speak. And yet silence may be better.Elizabeth Musgravehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09473705107636868753noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4028290314714419963.post-65724492903058247672016-08-18T20:07:56.102+01:002016-08-18T20:07:56.102+01:00Hello Elizabeth, I've enjoyed your thoughts on...Hello Elizabeth, I've enjoyed your thoughts on aging, and like you, this is also my year of being sixty-two. I find I pride myself in being able to move around quite well, in good health (thanks be to God!). But then I know that could change at any moment--it can for anyone no matter what age. Like you, I see the lines and the graying hair, the sagging face (I find myself smiling in public just so I don't look so old--'natural' face lift and all that). Yes, my hands that were lovely for so many years are looking rather old(er). My knees are beginning to complain too. I do like who I am though, and there is that confidence in knowing what you like or don't like and what you will put up with or not. I'm much wiser, and more skeptical of people and ideas--I consider that a plus. I remember a few years back seeing a just married couple driving around town, car horn honking, streamers from the back of the car blowing in the wind, people cheering and congratulating the couple. So much joy in their life--so much of life to look forward to--so many firsts... and I became angry. And sad. I realized how much of life I had already lived, and it was all gone, all over, no second chances. I had more years behind me and less in front. I am determined to embrace the years I do have left. I think when we stop making plans for the future, then we stop living. Looking forward to more of your thoughts. I've been writing mine down too--I like how I keep changing and improving. By the time I exit this world, I just may be perfect! ;)Joyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15471639876072617577noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4028290314714419963.post-17898234705962792462016-08-17T14:07:30.575+01:002016-08-17T14:07:30.575+01:00I totally understand being thankful that you can n...I totally understand being thankful that you can never be seventeen again! I feel exactly that. I didn't think I was miserable in any way at the time but ever since I became something like an adult proper I have been glad that my teens are behind me!Elizabeth Musgravehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09473705107636868753noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4028290314714419963.post-19055307429940007112016-08-16T20:20:43.775+01:002016-08-16T20:20:43.775+01:00Such a good post, Elizabeth, and great comments to...Such a good post, Elizabeth, and great comments too! I rather like this time of life; it is full of moments of revelation. I too look at my hands and wonder when they began to look so old, but then I think about them, how well they have served me for 67 years, and I feel a surge of admiration for them! I am also halfway through growing out my hair colour after 40 years, and whilst I knew I was grey underneath, have been taken by surprise by just how much grey I have, and how much real white has emerged - I am going to look like a very different woman once the brown hair dye has disappeared! But underneath all the change, there is an essence that is 100% me, with no definite age bracket, but very thankful that I can never be 17 again! I look forward to reading your next instalment.....rachelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01398213417325683445noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4028290314714419963.post-81497385857985925772016-08-16T17:25:59.145+01:002016-08-16T17:25:59.145+01:00You are a perfect example of the way women are age...You are a perfect example of the way women are ageing differently and seeing opportunities open up for them which would have been inconceivable for our mothers and grandmothers. I am not sure you are in denial! The sense of facing our own mortality comes when it comes. Mine has undoubtedly been brought sharply into focus by the deaths of my parents and father in law. It doesn't stop me aspiring also to onward and upward!Elizabeth Musgravehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09473705107636868753noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4028290314714419963.post-52494510277401724852016-08-16T17:23:20.400+01:002016-08-16T17:23:20.400+01:00The past is indeed another country and perhaps the...The past is indeed another country and perhaps the future too. Living right now, that seems to be my answer, although I don't always achieve it!Elizabeth Musgravehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09473705107636868753noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4028290314714419963.post-17781078413388197172016-08-16T05:08:25.226+01:002016-08-16T05:08:25.226+01:00Oh yes please! This decade, let's do!Oh yes please! This decade, let's do!<br />materfamiliashttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16062766947897513369noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4028290314714419963.post-21004593348578111772016-08-15T10:33:41.962+01:002016-08-15T10:33:41.962+01:00I'm a few years behind you but will read with ...I'm a few years behind you but will read with interest. My OH is about to semi-retire after he reaches 60, I think I'm in denial, my re-invented work-self has found opportunites I never dreamt of and really don't know if those commissioning designs from me know my age, nor do I care. That's the wonder of the internet - they see my work, I liaise by email, we never meet face to face.<br />As for losing my looks, I've never considered myself as pretty, never yearned to wear girlie clothes so in face I feel much more confident about how I look since I turned 50.<br />Onwards and upwards until I fall off my perch<br />xxCelia Harthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12776686088752602321noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4028290314714419963.post-83560049374180852222016-08-14T23:44:39.871+01:002016-08-14T23:44:39.871+01:00I walk one year behind you.
Still finding my way i...I walk one year behind you.<br />Still finding my way into active retirement and a home where 'everything' is new and different, and yet it is only another part of the city in which I grew up. The past is another country - adds an exotic layer to the same old same old, which isn't.<br /><br />My mother's hands? Yes. And yet hers at almost 100 years old were silky soft, mine are still rough from gardening!Diana Studerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12286066768376135880noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4028290314714419963.post-45861844829380780162016-08-13T20:18:39.602+01:002016-08-13T20:18:39.602+01:00presumably your children are as puzzled to find th...presumably your children are as puzzled to find themselves approaching middle age as you are! as you say, to be here is a privilege Elizabeth Musgravehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09473705107636868753noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4028290314714419963.post-35984094734281577262016-08-13T20:17:06.634+01:002016-08-13T20:17:06.634+01:00exactly! exactly! Elizabeth Musgravehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09473705107636868753noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4028290314714419963.post-74365857638846044272016-08-11T14:00:13.111+01:002016-08-11T14:00:13.111+01:00Very well written and poignant post. I am sitting...Very well written and poignant post. I am sitting smack in the middle of this age of which you speak and it feels odd. My mind is still young although I am sensing times where I feel my age more now than ever. We are invisible, I feel. As you say, we aren't all Helen Mirren or Judi Dench. I have gotten to the age where my children are in or approaching their 40's and I realize that my children are on the edge of middle age -- that is a humbling thought. Ageing is difficult but I am glad for the privilege.Boyett-Brinkleyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02066753762645278933noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4028290314714419963.post-17030444946114020562016-08-10T22:12:24.676+01:002016-08-10T22:12:24.676+01:00Brilliant. Mirren and Collins are so annoying. Brilliant. Mirren and Collins are so annoying. Beverleyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13890150929382264192noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4028290314714419963.post-11466343778199955092016-08-10T21:18:13.792+01:002016-08-10T21:18:13.792+01:00''the pleasure is in the passing''...''the pleasure is in the passing'' poemblog6.blogspot.com. Adamic sin catches up with us all. Best wishes , Mark.Markhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04514267486746083195noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4028290314714419963.post-13699315833622623472016-08-10T13:22:05.593+01:002016-08-10T13:22:05.593+01:00This comment has been removed by the author.Anne Warehamhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13102518926229038553noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4028290314714419963.post-42441978854928724752016-08-10T12:59:38.927+01:002016-08-10T12:59:38.927+01:00Oh yes, have read this. It's wonderful!Oh yes, have read this. It's wonderful!Elizabeth Musgravehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09473705107636868753noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4028290314714419963.post-64403330315708665332016-08-10T12:12:51.982+01:002016-08-10T12:12:51.982+01:00O! and you must know this? https://www.amazon.co.u...O! and you must know this? https://www.amazon.co.uk/Feel-Bad-About-My-Neck/dp/0552773816/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1470827385&sr=8-1&keywords=nora+ephron<br />I love Nora Ephron. Anne Warehamhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13102518926229038553noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4028290314714419963.post-55383366191646217692016-08-10T11:52:59.686+01:002016-08-10T11:52:59.686+01:00There is a real freedom in this time of life Jessi...There is a real freedom in this time of life Jessica and that is probably at the heart of my sense that I would not go back. I want this freedom that I have now and I love it. The challenge is to use it wisely and happily and well.Elizabeth Musgravehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09473705107636868753noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4028290314714419963.post-52642326966271125102016-08-10T11:51:36.255+01:002016-08-10T11:51:36.255+01:00Love this. You made me laugh out loud. Yes indee...Love this. You made me laugh out loud. Yes indeed, over the cliff it is.Elizabeth Musgravehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09473705107636868753noreply@blogger.com