A wave of fear has engulfed the middle years of life.
Almost a tsunami! Sensible people worrying, fretting, feeling anxious about ageing, yet actually heading for the best stage of their lives!
How did that happen?
Where are you on the Frailty Scale?
High enough?
Something you should be doing about it?
Get back to the optimum curve?
Make sure you dont slide?
And be #AgeProud about it!
Stranded! Beached whale feeling. But that rapidly turned to chuckles.
“I have to ask for help to get up from a chair in the office of an organisation that espouses Age Friendly places!”
Lovely….However what was really interesting was that it had never occurred to them.
They sound like horror stories. But reading them gives you a shiver of relief. Realise just how lucky this generation of older people are. Phew!
Her sad comment was “I am too old. I am wrinkled”
Isnt that wicked? A happy attractive smiling woman with twinkling eyes and a clearly loving partner is ashamed of her age? What have we as a society done?
Definitely time to change! #AgeProud is an absolutely necessary campaign.
After that cheekily asked asked everyone on the path how old they were!
All but one of the 8 pairs of walkers we met on a Monday walk in the Peak District were over 65!
Why? Not really cleverly ironic is it? More like unthinking ageism? And certainly helpful in reinforcing the negative image of later years that contributes to the issue?
Some editorial rethinking needed?
Such a shame, no one there to video it….almost certainly would have gone viral!
