The Next Thirty-three

December 3, 2017, Prescott-

My readership is fairly tired of me right now, so maybe this outlandish title will be a coup de gras.  Let me explain further, though.

Last weekend, my best friend and I were discussing the concept of aging.  I am a Baker’s Dozen years her senior, so the notion she raised- that humans could live to, let’s just say for now, well over 100, as a matter of course, is mentioned in the Bible.

I lost another friend, early this morning, who was 83.  By the same token, I have lost friends  who were 13, 18, 22, 37, 38 and 62, among many others.  My Mom’s first employer was 105, when the Call came.  It’s a most individual state of affairs.

I have a few, perhaps presumptuous, notions about my own future.  So, I am quietly formulating plans for the next 33 years, putting me exactly at 100, when those plans are up.  It’d be nice to share a lot of that time with BF, even given that we are both highly independent creatures, and are not co-dependent.  It’d also be nice to be absolutely of service to my family and to the wider community, again not being on top of either.  I am a human, not a drone or helicopter.

You know it, readership!  Trails and travel will always beckon, whether with my dear friend, with others in a group or alone.  Health and harmonious living, whether in my own place or in an intentional community, is the foundation of these plans.  Earning my way will never be taken for granted- as the eldest of five, I am hard-wired to do my share, and to look out for those I love.  That number has grown, drastically, since the days when we happily lived in a relatively small house.  It was cozy and it was loving.

So, 67 is with me, for slightly less than a year.  It will take me back east, twice (Late December and June), to BF’s, and other friends’ homes, whenever they need me and to various places around this beloved Southwest and thereabouts, when the call comes.  It will take me to work, and hopefully, not to task.  I will seek its aid, in making certain that I grow in love and that no one gets short shrift.

The “next thirty-three” doesn’t feel like such an outlandish theme, after all- if one year at a time.

13 thoughts on “The Next Thirty-three

  1. That’s roughly the same approach I am taking in my planning for the time to 100. My dad lived to 57, and my mom to 96 — I have a reasonable chance of reaching 90-100. A friend often talks about the “little old lady in me” — when I reminded him that he was talking to a little old lady, he commented that the attitude is more important than age. I don’t know how strongly he believes that, but it’s a good response to the concerns you mentioned in this post. Your travel and hiking will help keep you going, but they won’t last forever, either for health or for money. Keep the future in mind.

  2. Somehow in my mind I am going to be 99, being 45, I have more years to go…However, I will take your wisdom with me on the future journeys; one year at a time.
    XxX

  3. First, your assumption that we are tired of you is in error. Secondly, with the advances in medicine and technology still coming at an astounding rate, you (and I and everyone) can reasonably expect to have a life expectancy beyond that achieved by our ancestors – genetics not withstanding. And last but not least, the maintenance of health through proper diet and exercise is important and you are an example for staying active! I hope you continue blogging for the next 33 years and beyond?

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