I do not know quite what happened or when , but my hubby and I now qualify for seniors' discounts at some venues. This creates a quandary; in order to save money, but not face, we have to admit to our age. HMMMM..... We definitely do not consider ourselves to be old. In this day and age ,when people as a whole are living longer and healthier lives why are 'young seniors', those in their fifties, like moi, considered 'old'?? It's so true that age is just a perception! "Maturity" is very objective/subjective, and I object! Whew, a few years have skittered by since I composed this biography block. Those "fifties" are in the rear view mirror and they are distant, fond memories. Oh, I do not plan to stop writing any time soon.
Very nicely written. I am a big communicator and if more people would put forth a better effort, it would be a better place. Little acts of kindness truly goes a long way. You have identified it well. I can feel your sincerity coming through your writing. I would like to see more of the younger crowd helping or being involved with the older folks. I know my day goes better when someone has said hi or gives a waves.
I don't care for dark British/Dutch humor. Dislike Monty Python as well. Give me a bittersweet French or Japanese movie or a sad Portuguese song. I'm more introspective.
You were very fortunate. I never really fell into anyone's arms.
I need to reassess my needs. My 'romantic' efforts in Thailand had limited success.
A washing machine is an accurate descriptive for how your body is pummeled with each wave as you're drawn down and then pushed up again. I've been a dozen times and if my shoulder wasn't like it is I would gladly go again. I'm like you very familiar with canoes and kayaks although my preference is a kayak on lakes. I used to take mine out with a small cooler bag with lunch inside and water. My other bag was a dry bag, it held my camera in addition to whatever book I was reading. If my brain was functioning I had sunscreen, depended on my coffee intake for sure. We must have been fish at one point in our life.
I agree with you about the aurora borealis, I don't dare blink. They're just so glorious in color and the way the air feels as you stand there awe struck. I'm equally glad these calories don't count, I feel like I've eaten enough for two people maybe three.
I've wondered the same thing when I read about all the discoveries documented and brought back by ship. Paper that didn't crumble or mold from all the temperature variances.
I'm not as comfortable storing things in the cloud myself, I have external hard drives that I transfer data too and then disconnect from my computer so it is hack proof. Not that I really have data anyone would want but it is personal to me.
But then I think about the close living quarters on a ship how did anyone have room for storage to bring back? Darwin was indeed lucky on the HMS Beagle.
May 20th Prompt: What does happiness mean to you? Reflect back on a specific moment when you felt unconditionally happy.What circumstances made you feel that way? It may sound corny, but happiness stems from the simple things. A spontaneous gabfest with a passerby while out on a gambol in the sunshine is happiness. A spectacular sunset that illuminates the evening sky is happiness. Cuddles with a grandgiggle are happiness. Holding hands with my hubby despite decades of marriage is happiness. Discovering a delicious new ice cream flavour is happiness. Watching children run and play is happiness. Laughter be it a guffaw, or a snort, or a chortle, or a giggle, or a tee-hee is happiness. Reconnecting with an old friend and sharing familiar stories is happiness. Finishing a book and coming up for air is happiness. Stringing a series of words together to create something memorable is happiness. Capturing a once-in-a-lifetime photo to preserve a magical moment is happiness. I consider myself fortunate to have a plethora of happy memories to reflect upon. Were a few better than others? Do a few of those moments never fail to make me smile? It goes without saying that my wedding qualifies as such a happy day. I remember the enormous family reunion that accompanied it. When I close my eyes I see everyone dancing, hugging, laughing, and talking non-stop. My father wore my veil as he partied and schmoozed. Friends and family mingled for hours. The births of my children and grandgiggles were heart-swelling moments in time. I reacted with tears and a grin that never faded. Birthday parties are excuses to get together and reminisce. Sure, we all celebrate, but when in close proximity the merriment is contagious. We all speak to, around and over each other in our eagerness to be a vital part of the conversation. Some may accurately claim we are loud. I prefer boisterous. We never are at a loss for laughter either. If one of us spits out a mouthful , or snorts then the instigator is successful. All of this makes me happy.
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