To be a cool old person. Confident. Content. Unabashedly reading signs out-loud and calling everyone “love.”
I want to embrace my saggy hiney and laugh with my beloved at fashion or “those young people.”
I want to have lived.
trying to doing it…
But not by our society’s metric.
Don’t worry. I tried that too.
It’s NYC and then WA for business time. I know. I know!!! I’m being super-sketchy but I promise I’ll make the big reveal soon…
For now, let me just say it involves yoga and smiles. Hopefully big *grinning* ones! Like the one that graced your face when you clicked that link in the last paragraph… Oh. You didn’t?!! Well do it! 😛
That’s also why I (currently) love it when I find the retrospective articles on well-lived lives. (The data out of this one comes from Cornell ;). ) Our ‘wisers’ note that: “Although it can take a while to land that ideal job, you should not give up looking for one that makes you happy.“
Wait. Work can and ‘should’ be enjoyable?! Sweet. I guess the grindstone is so 1990s. Like grunge. And, stone-wash. I can be down with that…
Also noteworthy, “a positive attitude depends on thinking small: the morning cup of coffee, a warm bed on a winter night, a brightly colored bird feeding on the lawn, an unexpected letter from a friend, even a favorite song on the radio” (Source). Or, a favorite youtube for the young-folk ;). Hehe.
It sounds so delightful. Simple. Real.
Still, I RANT over youtube. I know that simple does not mean easy. I guess I’m still touched with youthful vigor– a.k.a. ‘take it easy girl.’ This too will get better.
Or, maybe it boils down to this: We can only gain perspective once we survive all of our ‘big deals.’ And, realize that none of them were in fact that. They were just things that we made a deal about. Whoa! Then, we can grin and recognize we have lived. Hopefully, we have a giggle at ourselves.
And, our saggy ass :P.