Category Archives: Aging

Slowing Start

Posted on June 27, 2017 by sputterpub

I’m sure there were occasions in my youth when I awoke and bounded out of bed… before a trip to Disneyland, if truth be told, or with a camping trip ahead. And in my prime I functioned fairly well the … Continue reading →

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Toss

Posted on June 16, 2017 by sputterpub

I note the cohort’s jettisoning stuff. The nests are emptying; now many toss possessions, recognize they’ve had enough, inhabit smaller residences, cross from house to condo furnished with support. And those of us with mental energy and physical ability report … Continue reading →

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ExSpectation

Posted on June 2, 2017 by sputterpub

I live alone. I’m over 65 and only work a little now. I find these days are nearly full enough. Alive and well, enjoying luck and cash or kind, I wake to writing words and reading news, I exercise at … Continue reading →

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Mid-Afternoon Lull

Posted on May 15, 2017 by sputterpub

I need the sun today or I will drowse all afternoon – some times are like that when you get mature. I’ll lose it if I browse the Internet, or even play ten-ten; if I don’t move around I’ll fall … Continue reading →

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Irregretful

Posted on May 12, 2017 by sputterpub

The medicos have not been good for me. In general I’ve had less help than pain from doctors, nurses, techs and pharmacy, but every now and then the docs explain a situation, show a stretch or teach, and then I … Continue reading →

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Finity

Posted on May 9, 2017 by sputterpub

I used to wear high heels to work most days – they made my legs look best, and I could stride impressively on streets and walks. I’d gaze at my reflected posture full of pride. But that was then; my … Continue reading →

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Now

Posted on March 28, 2017 by sputterpub

I’m losing people now. The rate of birth of grandkids doesn’t nearly compensate for folks I used to love who’ve left the earth, and for acquaintances who relocate as age inspires them to seek more heat or less expensive residence. … Continue reading →

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Die Dice

Posted on November 25, 2016 by sputterpub

Do people still tell bawdy jokes in bars? It’s far too long since I have been or heard. The months elapse like days – momentum jars me like some glimpses through my eyes: absurd how lined my face is now, … Continue reading →

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Sexagenaria

Posted on September 13, 2016 by sputterpub

I know it takes some bravery to age, but no one mentioned every sad surprise. So I was steeled to wrinkle, for the stage that features fear of falls, for failing eyes and hearing loss as I grew long in … Continue reading →

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The Latest Complaint

Posted on September 12, 2016 by sputterpub

Four months ago I hurt my finger, when I tried to help a neighbor up who fell. The woman’s old but mean; she flailed and then my pinky twisted and began to swell. Ensuing bruising purpled half my hand, retreating … Continue reading →

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