Comments on: Today’s My Birthday http://www.oomphtv.com/health/personal-development/todays-my-birthday baby boomer lifestyle Wed, 30 Nov 2011 00:30:23 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v= By: Sharon http://www.oomphtv.com/health/personal-development/todays-my-birthday/comment-page-1#comment-68 Sharon Thu, 13 May 2010 06:53:31 +0000 http://www.oomphtv.com/?p=1066#comment-68  I love my 50's.  Turning 30 seemed to be more devastating than 50, and 60 doesn't worry me in the slightest. Matter of fact, one thing that I love about getting older is I care less and less about what others think about me.  Older age has some freedom attached to it. I would venture to guess that one's thinking accounts for the greater part of one's experience.  If we think we are old, we are.  Whatever we think about ourselves tends to either be true or will come true shortly. I was fortunate to have parents who never seemed to be preoccupied with aging.  They never acted or looked old, worried about getting/ being old, or even referred to themselves as old.  They were not physically fit people, as they didn't exercise, but their meals always included lots of  fruits and vegetables. Both of my parents minds were very active as well.  They laughed throughout each day and they had a great ability to move through their troubles with a hope and confidence about tomorrow The only time I did see my parents look "old" was a week or two prior to their deaths.    Illnesses had worn their bodies down and for this short period, they looked and acted very old as one would expect when one is dying from an illness. When I saw them looking this way, it confirmed that illness had done this to them, not age.  .  I am grateful for such role models and for the way I think about age.  I am currently working on changing my thinking about exercise.  Not so crazy about it.  I love my 50′s.  Turning 30 seemed to be more devastating than 50, and 60 doesn’t worry me in the slightest. Matter of fact, one thing that I love about getting older is I care less and less about what others think about me.  Older age has some freedom attached to it.
I would venture to guess that one’s thinking accounts for the greater part of one’s experience.  If we think we are old, we are.  Whatever we think about ourselves tends to either be true or will come true shortly.
I was fortunate to have parents who never seemed to be preoccupied with aging.  They never acted or looked old, worried about getting/ being old, or even referred to themselves as old.  They were not physically fit people, as they didn’t exercise, but their meals always included lots of  fruits and vegetables. Both of my parents minds were very active as well.  They laughed throughout each day and they had a great ability to move through their troubles with a hope and confidence about tomorrow
The only time I did see my parents look “old” was a week or two prior to their deaths.    Illnesses had worn their bodies down and for this short period, they looked and acted very old as one would expect when one is dying from an illness. When I saw them looking this way, it confirmed that illness had done this to them, not age.  . 

I am grateful for such role models and for the way I think about age.  I am currently working on changing my thinking about exercise.  Not so crazy about it.

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