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When I Grow Too Old to Dream
(c) 2007-04
My father loved singing this song to my mother.
He was an incurable romantic, he always
ended with the words: Your place will be
in my heart. He was well on to his seventies.
Now that I am enjoying my retirement years, I
finally understand the words,the deeper meaning
to the words: when I grow too old to dream.
There is no lack of information when it comes
to defying age and aging. The adage Life Begins
at Forty, now reads Life Begins at 60 and keeps
on moving beyond.
The threat of wrinkles is no longer intimidating.
Thanks to technology and the science of cosmetic
surgery. This is no longer the sole domain of the
female group- men have joined in!
The bar to health consciousness is raised ever
higher. Exercise, proper nutrition choices,
a holistic approach to life all lead to a healthy
lifestyle and hopefully, a desirable quality of
life as one gets older.
But- aging will catch up with us, one way or
another, despite the advances in medicine and
medical technology.
Then what? With getting old comes the aches and
pains that tend to slow or hinder mobility. The
senses tend to get dull – hearing is not as sharp,
the eyes don't see as clearly, the sense of touch
can be impaired, the taste buds and sense of smell
slows down as well.
There are some that are lucky enough to walk down
the road of getting older without much inconvenience
brought on by physical/ medical issues. Although,
memories of years gone by, or faded photographs
are known to help the elderly suffering from
some memory loss.
But- for as long as the memory serves one well,
there will be many walks down memory lane. Time
is no longer in short supply. Most likely, memories
remembered are pleasant, cheerful, reminders of
happy times.
Some memories are priceless. It is an added
comfort to feel the closeness of a loved one
while recalling re-runs of years gone by. There
will be special memories to warm heart and soul.
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