Ultimate Oxymoron: Anti-Aging

This morning I stopped by Pinterest (as Janes Journals) looking for pins about graceful aging. I came across photos of Katherine Hepburn, an older woman on a skate board, and gray-haired fashion models. I saw smiling, older women full of life who are comfortable in their aging bodies. I felt affirmed and energized again. Then, as I…

Carrying the Torch

I loved the Olympics opening ceremony: the people, world leaders, history, performance, dazzling technology. My favorite moment, however, was watching the two Russians who ultimately lit the Olympic flame. The man and woman were “older” Olympians and they jogged slowly together as they approached the cauldron. I was teary at the symbol of older adults…

Laughing

I wonder if my life is more humorous than others?  Some people plod along without incident or mishap but I find mayhem and laughter wherever I go, from a simple walk around the block to a long trip.  For example, my luggage ends up in Pittsburgh when I fly to California. And if an incident…

Growing Old

Once before I resented getting older, in the midlife crises of middle age. This time, as I approach 60, the resentment is deeper, more substantial. Scores of irreversible changes are etched on my soul: the old home vacant , friends gone, body softened, Dad dead, dog graying. Truth also weighs me down. This is not…