Growing Old Gracefully BY: Lori Loesch
I would like to grow old gracefully. I don’t want to be a grouchy old woman, complaining, daily, hourly, about, everything. I want to be graceful, have grace…is that the word I want to use? Grace? Could it be, Finesse? Maybe Poise? They all mean the same, so, yes, this is the me that I want to become. Much like Maya Angelou. She had all of the afore mentioned words. I liked to watch her, and listen to her being interviewed, by Oprah. Hers is the essence that I want to emulate.
I want to know when to stay quiet, and when to say words that help. I like it when I’m feeling confident, peaceful, at one with the spirit. I don’t like when I get angry and upset, and handle things in a way that is not indicative to being graceful, poised. That’s not the me that I want to be.
I feel like a person always under construction, always trying to do better, be a better human. I want to see the other perspective. And I usually do, see both sides to every story. That’s a challenge. Is that being wishy washy? Or could I say that is being tolerant to both parties in any given situation? It’s a fine line between everything. I always take things to the extreme. Seeing both sides and trying to work through a problem is a good thing. It is not an easy thing.
I will look at things in a positive light. There is a positive to everything. I have Macular Degeneration. I have started thinking that I do not need perfect vision to live. I have the other senses, to pull me through. It’s easier to be this peaceful, positive person, when I’m outside with nature. It’s when I am in a new environment, a new grocery store, at a ballet, or graduation, that I need to set myself up to not “freak out” because I need a little time to acclimate my vision. To become familiar with the new surroundings.
It’s not a death sentence. It’s, yet another, hurdle to jump over, and keep jumping over, until it becomes second nature to me. Growing old gracefully…I hope it’s not too much to ask.