The Liminal Experience of Moving Past Mid-Life
that sense of “in-between” closely matches how I feel about life in my sixties. I am clearly no longer mid-life (no matter what age I reasonably estimate my death to occur), and yet the idea of being an “elder” or “elderly” doesn’t seem appropriate either. Yet.
Mirror Image
As I navigate my sixties, I am often surprised by the reflection staring back at me from the mirror or the screen during Zoom calls. More often than not, I expect to see a younger version of myself, only to be confronted with the reality of aging. The gray hair, the lines etched around my lips and eyes, and the various imperfections that have become more apparent over time—like that gobbledygook below my chin. What is that about?!— are constant reminders of time passing.
Managing Expectations On Our Trip Into the Future
None of us want to sound entitled or unappreciative, but the sting of disappointment is familiar. We find resilience in acknowledging these realities and recalibrating our expectations. Just as we adapt to the shifting realities of our travels, so must we adapt to the twists and turns of the journey of growing older.
Accepting Change: My Experience with Hearing Aids
The journey with hearing aids taught me a valuable lesson in acceptance and positive change. Despite initial resistance and the ding to my ego, I found relief from a problem that was literally driving me mad. It made me reflect on a broader aspect of life – the things we resist or avoid are often the catalysts for the most positive transformations.