just because you have an imagination doesn’t mean it doesn’t need some help to get fired up when needed. Your imagination requires care and feeding. Your imagination needs nourishment just like your body does.
While I’m eating I check social media and again think to myself about how I spend far too much time on such things. I could actually be doing research rather than reading about the latest mean things going around social media. Or reading one of a few books I have laying nearby.
I’ve talked to a number of women lately who are wondering what happens next. Now that my kids are gone, now that my spouse is gone, now that I’m retired. What do I do with myself? How on earth am I going to fill my days?
They turn to me and ask, “Now what
I dislike St Patrick’s Day. I know it is an unpopular sentiment and I’m OK with that.
We are gonna drink, eat and be merry while the sun shines -to mix a metaphor or two. LATER. We aren’t worried one iota about our health in midlife because we are YOUNG.
As I go through midlife I want more of those friends who are happy to see ME at their door and not running around out of breath because they felt they had to do a mad 20 minute house cleaning. I would rather have a chat with someone who was calm and inviting and thought to put coffee or tea on. Someone who is looking forward to a meaningful conversation as much as I am.
What questions do you have about midlife? Even if you aren’t here yet it’s coming. A lot faster than you think!!