At 80+ life becomes rather charmingly weird. Let me try to explain. A largish party gathered at our house last month. Forty or so people, average age around 78, greeting, meeting, chatting and drinking and generating a wonderful sense of warmth and laughter So what was this occasion? No. It wasn’t a funeral, but at 80+…
The belief that a good life ends when you are no longer young is all pervasive today. It is damaging and unhelpful for everyone.
Unthinking Ageism in Restaurants? Yes!
Never stand when you can sit and never sit if you can lie?
Because the reality that older people still have sex lives stares you in the face everyday. And I would be happy to bet that the majority of younger people just don’t see it!