Arline, Age 70
Thank you for this opportunity for me and any women seventy’ish to share their stories.
About ten months prior to turning seventy, I told my husband that I would like to celebrate my seventieth birthday in Italy. I turned seventy on September 30th, 2012. He said, “what?” And I repeated my request. He quickly agreed and we began to plan a month’s vacation to Italy.
Italy had been a dream of mine ever since I was a freshman in college, taking a course in Ancient History. I had this desire to see the Collesium, Pompeii, Rome and many other ancient sites. This dream took quite some time to reappear and seemed to come bubbling up, almost a year before my seventieth. Perhaps it was because seventy began to feel like I was really getting older, and that I wouldn’t have forever to experience such a trip. Given that my husband and I are active, physically fit people with lots of energy, I felt the time was right.
Now almost two months past our return, I am still in awe of that magical country. We traveled from the Dolomites to Amalfi, and many places in between; dinner in Rome with our tour group on the night of my birthday, a night at La Scala to hear and see La Boehm. That was a pleasant surprise as we were able to get Galleria tickets the same day of the performance, and jumped through hoops to do so. We both teard up at the first aria duet. Hiking in the Cinque Terre was another high point literally and figuratively.
So, without going on and on….go for it. Seventy is as vibrant an age as we make it given our state of health, but perhaps more importantly, our state of mind.
I feel so alive from this experience, and also wonder where we might choose to go next in this wonderful world. Following our bliss at this point in our lives seems natural and important. What is your bliss at this time?