Life Begins at Forty I’d pass that book in my father’s bookcase and think, “I’m glad there’s something to look forward to when I get old,”
Life Begins at Eighty is more like it now that I’m on WordPress, Facebook, and linkeddIn—just a start, but at least a step into the future.
I do blog about things I remember. Hey, senior bloggers—if we don’t record our memories they’ll disappear along with our handwritten letters and physical books.
My kids tell me emails and phone calls take too much time. Will I please text or use FaceTime. Well, once was enough when I saw my real face on FaceTime.
When our grandson turned five, he said, “I don’t want to grow up, I want to grow down.” Whenever I feel that way I remind myself that Charles Carroll said, “Life goes forward. If you keep looking back, you won’t be able to see where you’re going.”