Category Archives: Stories

Caring for Parents

Posted on January 2, 2011 by Blog Mavens

Anonymous, Age 69 I turn 70 next month. You talk about flourishing, while I’m feeling rather trapped instead. I’m caring for my ninety year old mother who needs help with everything. My brother is willing to contribute financially, but he … Continue reading →

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Retirement?

Posted on January 1, 2011 by Blog Mavens

Suzie, Age 69 When my husband recently filled out some tax forms, I was startled when he listed my occupation as “retired.” I don’t feel anywhere near retiring. We have recently moved so I am between jobs, but I have … Continue reading →

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Turning seventy

Posted on December 28, 2010 by Blog Mavens

Anonymous-Age 70 I found the run-up to my 70th birthday quite sobering. Mild ailments that I customarily ignored seemed to portend serious conditions. Feeling sleepy suddenly seemed age-related. Thinking about purchasing clothing or household items made me wonder whether this … Continue reading →

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Joys of Grandparenting

Posted on December 28, 2010 by Blog Mavens

Barbara, Age 76 It`s been six years since I tried to blow out all 70 candles. And though my neck sags, and I can`t remember my neighbor`s name, though I need hearing aids and depend upon Depends… these most recent … Continue reading →

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The Big “O”

Posted on December 16, 2010 by Blog Mavens

I nearly jumped out of my seat when I read in a book about aging well, that the age group 70-79 is called the “old-old”!! I have not even begun to think of myself as “old” yet. This seems an … Continue reading →

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What Does it Mean to be 70?

Posted on December 11, 2010 by Blog Mavens

Emily Mikulewicz, Age 70 I haven’t figured out yet what it means to be seventy. It’s just a number so far, but so loaded that I feel I ought to have some deep thoughts about it. I don’t. I still … Continue reading →

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