181 YEARS OF WISDOM

I am so excited to make this announcement: I will be 60 next week!

Age is truly a gift, and I am not one to miss out on gifts and celebrations. I am celebrating before, during and after, and my hope is that if you are not doing the same on your birthday, you will start.

Collectively, then, Gail, Suzanne and I have 181 years of living shared between us, and that makes for many opportunities to gather wisdom. So, that is just what we have done for you.

Yes, age can bring us down with its accompanying aches and pains, afflictions and maladies, but none of us are willing to go back to any previous age–aging is that good.

So, no matter your age, embrace it, share your wisdom and please accept ours. I’ll go first:

*Spring always springs, indicating that I survived yet another winter, my least favorite season. The best birthday gift I get every year is from Mother Nature herself, she makes sure the green leaves are hung in time for my big day. Summer, my favorite season does always end, and I survive until the next one. Complaining doesn’t help. Gail and Suzanne embrace the weather whatever it is, and I am trying to learn from them.

*Speaking of summer, bananas always rot faster in the summer. And speaking of fruit, if you leave a half-eaten apple in your car (except during the summer), you can finish eating it the next day and you won’t die. Suzanne thinks it’s gross, but I am living proof. I refuse to waste food.

*And speaking of your gut, listen to it and go with it, even if you can’t explain why.

*I’m sorry are two of the most beautiful words in our language when used together.

*Our language is so strange. We talk about a sunny day and a starry night, but never a moony night. No matter what kind of night it is, sleep is underrated by most people. Not me. Make sure you get enough, even if Gail doesn’t.

*Turns out that new pair of shoes won’t bring lifelong fulfillment.

*We never know why people might act the way they do. Perhaps their parents just died and we don’t know that.

*Just because someone is upset with you doesn’t mean you did something wrong.

*Because we’ve always done it that way is a pretty good reason to consider doing it a different way.

*You can make more money, but you can’t make more time. The corollary to that, courtesy of Suzanne, is this: All that stuff used to be money and all that money used to be time. Ka-pow between the eyes on that one—thanks, Suzanne!

*Fly your weird flag if you have one. Nobody else is uniquely you.

*Find that thing that makes your soul sing and do it. A good gauge is if you lose track of time doing it, then it’s probably your thing.

*Life can be really sucky sometimes, but it is mostly good if you keep you feelers out for the good.

*If you have your health, or enough of it to enjoy life, you have been given a gift. Open it every day.

*If you have the desire, your health as mentioned above, the time and the money, go to those places you want to travel to. You may not be able to later.

*Loved ones die, but love remains. Lean on others to get through. That’s how we did it.

*Most of the things we worry about never happen. Prayer and worry cancel each other out, so choose prayer.

*Fair comes once a year and it’s already come and gone. It’s where you get cotton candy and ride the rides. Life’s not fair, so suck it up and move on.

*Good or bad, what you focus on increases.

*It’s okay to jump on the bed in your hotel room when you are traveling with your sisters.

Suzanne now offers her succinct wisdom:

*To share some excellent advice from our infinitely wise mother, when you’re having trouble deciding if you should do something, imagine you did it and how do you feel? Or, imagine you didn’t do it and how do you feel? I’m not saying I was ever smart enough to follow this until my later years, but it’s a great idea.

*No matter how much you want your parents to NOT be right, they usually are.

Here’s Gail:

*If you are wrong, admit it. Then people have nothing to hold against you. Take the high road.

*Stress only happens if you let it.

*Always have something to look forward to–thanks Mom!

*Do your own thing. In response to, “My friends get to do X, why can’t I?” Mom used to say, “If everyone else was jumping off a cliff, would you?”

*Never switch drivers while driving down the road.

*Don’t stay out too late. If you do, don’t get caught. I learned this from being grounded several times.

*Take time for yourself and do what YOU want to do.

*If you like coffee, drink plenty of it.

*Spread good energy. It just might make someone’s day!

*Don’t let your age define you.

*Who says you have to retire?

Happy Birthday to me!

Happy Birthday to you, whenever it is!

DANCE LIKE GAIL’S WATCHING

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DANCE LIKE GAIL’S WATCHING

It came…It happened…and it was historic.

Gail’s birthday celebration was an epic weekend fest for all of us, beginning on Friday, and lingering on through Sunday. For Gail, however, the party will never end. And it shouldn’t.

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It is often said that a picture is worth a thousand words. If that’s true, then a video is surely worth thousands more, so I will let the pictures and videos do most of the talking for this post.

Gail is no dummy; she knew something was in the works. She just didn’t know exactly what it would be, or who would be there, or where it would be…

When her friends Margaret, Courtney and Bailey brought her in after about an hour of country cruising, she was greeted by a dance hall full of well-wishers, family and friends alike.

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We took her by surprise—at least by a little bit.

The food was divine, the music was the perfect mix for Gail—and everyone else—and the mood was beyond festive.

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Our mom’s sisters made the five-hour trip from Wichita with their families.

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Suzanne and I were there, as well as one of our brothers. Duty called for the others.

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Friends from near and far made it their priority to spend the evening celebrating with their friend Gail.

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Her two older daughters traveled from Wichita and from Michigan, the two younger children were closer.

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Her in-laws wouldn’t miss it for the world–they were transfixed by The Dancing Queen.

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It was a grand reunion for all of them.

Inspired by his aunt Gail, my son broke out in dance as The Dancing King.

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The morning after–Gail is still smiling.

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The gift of age is one to be opened daily as well as yearly, and I know of no better example to follow than Gail’s.

Sixty is a state of mind—as is every age, and no matter what your age, it is your choice to make it a celebration—or not.

So, if you are tempted to dread your next birthday, just remember Gail’s attitude, and celebrate. And pretend Gail is watching you dance–and cheering you on.

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY GAIL– YOU ARE A GIFT EVERY DAY OF THE YEAR

NOW SHOW US YOURS

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It’s coming! It’s coming! Gail’s birthday is almost here, and we couldn’t be more excited.

Neither could she.

I’m sure Gail will celebrate, and I’m sure it will be epic.  This is what happened when she turned 50, so Heaven only knows what 60 will bring.

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Gail has started celebrating already.  Last week, I introduced you to “Lola,” the new ride she bought herself for her birthday. And, just as we all did as high school seniors, she got her “senior” pictures taken. For real. As in, with a real photographer. The album has yet to be revealed, but here is a teaser of what is to come:

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I am carefully selecting a goodie bag of gifts for her, which is always fun for both of us. We won’t deny that we both love to get gifts. Suzanne feels the same way.

But this is not about material gifts. It is about celebrating the gift of life, love, family, age and time.

This is where you come in: Gail has requested a gift from every reader who is up to this task: Please post your age, and why it is a great age. According to all three sisters of The Sister Lode, age is a gift to be celebrated.

Suzanne will be 50 years old in August, and there will be another party, of course.

I will be 54 in April, and even though it’s not a decade marker, I will, of course, celebrate.

I like to remind anyone who complains about their age that age is a gift. It is an insult to The Giver to complain about it. It is appropriate to say thank you. The old adage is really true; there really is only one alternative to aging. While I do believe there is something better waiting for us when we stop aging, this gift of time here on earth is worth celebrating—every year, every day.

I watched one of my favorite authors on a video the other night, and she reminded me of this insight into aging that I had heard before: we don’t lose the ages we have already been, we get to keep all of them. We get to keep all the good, leave the not-so-good behind, and keep building on the wisdom.

For myself, I wouldn’t want to go back to any previous age. I wouldn’t want to lose the wisdom I’ve gained, and I look forward to gaining more.

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Now, it’s your turn. I am keeping this post short on purpose, because I want to hear from you. Please post your age and what you like about it either after our Facebook post or on my WordPress website. No cheating, no lying. Only celebrating.

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You won’t want to miss next week’s post. I assure you it will be worth the wait.

 

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