11/3/26
Is it possible for the elderly to live alone?
I’m 81, and I live alone. I have a helper who comes in 2 times a week to do laundry and other household chores. I text my son every night when I’m safely in bed and again in the morning when I get up. He and his wife are always on call to help, and they visit me every other weekend.
I have a landscaping company to take care of the yards, and a handyman that I trust. A hair stylist comes every 5 weeks to cut my hair.
I do not drive
I have my groceries delivered and order anything else I need online.
My 85-year-old mother lived alone for a year after my father died. She had no family close by. My brother lived closest, 150 miles away. I lived 2,000 miles from her. She still drove, but back then, there was no ordering stuff online or having groceries delivered. Then she had a stroke and moved in with my brother for her last year of life.
My sister-in-law is 88 and lives alone. She talks about giving up driving, but hasn’t done it yet. She has a daughter-in-law nearby and many friends.
My grandmother lived alone for many years after her husband died. My parents lived about a mile from her. She was very active in her church and had many friends. She had a stroke at 83 and died 2 days later.
My family has an independent streak.āļāļĢāļāļāļāļĢัāļ§āļāļāļāļัāļāļĄีāļิāļŠัāļĒāļĢัāļāļิāļŠāļĢāļ°
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ðđðđWhy do some elderly people choose to live alone instead of getting married again or having a partner? Is it because they value their freedom and independence as they age?
1. I absolutely despise the experience of making my way to the bathroom in the middle of the night and falling into the toilet because some ill-mannered boob STILL hasn't acquired the ability to put the seat back down after he pees.
2. I don't like whiskers in the sink or a fur-lined bath tub.
3. I refuse to share the remote, and I don't like snoring.
4. I can barely manage the laundry as it is, and I don't want the amount to double.
I am kidding with you. Although the above comments are true, the larger truth is that I was married to one good man for ten years. I loved him, but I didn't care for the institution. When we parted, I chose not to marry again.
I had several partners after that, but I also had a career, many beloved dogs, home ownership, and, as you mentioned, freedom and independence. I earned several degrees and followed dreams that would have fallen by the way side, as so many female dreams do, had I married again. My kids are doctors (two MDs and a Ph.D), I have a great friendship with their father, and now, at seventy, I am tired, but happy with my choices.
My mom died at the age of 98. She had to go through COVID as a 96-year-old. That was lonely. Most of her friends had preceded her in death. She lived in a retirement home where she could always find someone to talk to if she left her apartment. But, in your old age, you prefer the comfort of long-established relationships, rather than the effort of making new, probably fleeting friendships. So I think she spent time alone simply because constantly making new friends required too much emotional effort.
That’s where family comes in. I hope my children will fill my older years with their presence and the presence of my grandkids. When age limits our abilities to explore hobbies and to get out, life can, indeed get very lonely. We are not as able to go to the people; they need to come to us.
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I know Life is beautiful if you see the beauty in it. Age is only a Number and I just dun believing in getting old. It is all about me….even it comes to 100 years old. Our Life will be blessed if we have faith and Love to carry on ….no matter what we face. We must go on and Live happily with one another.
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Living alone does not automatically indicate you are lonely. I think when you get older it is harder to fit other people in your life, since you have your routines, and the longer you are living alone the more you cling to those routines. It is because you like it that way. Another person, or even living in a group house or some sort of community will disturb those routines.
Some people are more flexible than others and so some people would say they rather live alone, for it offers freedom, but also a sense of security, you know what the day brings you and how you will anticipate and react to it.
With another person it will be give and take, I for example have no desire to settle with another person or a community or family since I love my own “routines” and the way I enjoy my freedom is rather selfish.
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I was born in 1947 so I am old. I live alone and I have no family other than one cousin, older than me, with whom I have very occasional phone contact.
When my husband died in 2017 I vowed that I would not be lonely, just alone, and I accepted that I will be alone for the rest of my life. That said I often suffer from profound sadness at being alone. So many things that I used to do and enjoy are no longer possible or comfortable on my own.
Weekends and statutory holiday times are times when the media go on about families getting together and enjoying each other’s company and those presentations of ‘normal’ are especially hard to take.
I will not disable comments but PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, NO ADVICE about volunteering / joining groups for people of my age / taking up new hobbies / getting more exercise / moving to a wrinklies ghetto, etc. I HAVE HEARD IT ALL BEFORE. I have been involved in volunteering & charity work throughout my adult life and continue to be so. I have lots of creative hobbies. I HAVE TWO DOGS THAT I WALK THREE TIMES A DAY AND I AM VERY ACTIVE.
I’d rather slit my own throat than join a group of people of my age because I have nothing in common with most of them.
Being lonely implies a desire to have someone in your life and I don’t want that so no, lonely does not fit. However, being completely alone and without support is tough, very tough. That is true regardless of your age, but living in a society where youth is revered, the description ‘old’ is used as an insult, and old people are disrespected, makes it even tougher.
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I’m not there yet, however, I have seen how horrible people can be to each other, so, I prefer to live alone. I work from home, online & it makes me feel so free.
I believe that feeling lonely is a mindset as so many people have said that they have felt lonely in a crowd or even being married with a spouse at home & lots of other family members around.
The world is built around couples, families, and groups of people. Society conditions people to believe that being single, being alone is a bad thing. Counselors will advise people to let themselves adjust to a new job or a new baby, or a new marriage or relationship.
Most counselors will tell people to get back out among other people. This spurs many to fight the adjustment to living alone, fight the adjustment to spending time alone. It brings them anxiety, sadness, loneliness, and depression. When a person allows themselves to adjust to living alone & being alone, it gives them personal strength, it gives them a feeling of peace & knowing themselves. I believe that being single & free is a gift I gave myself. I stopped agreeing to dates at all in 2012. I decided to be single & celibate. (āđāļŠāļ) My life has become, much happier & more productive since then.
I help others when I can, work a lot, get better quality sleep, and indulge in hobbies I’m passionate about. Life is good!āļัāļāļ่āļ§āļĒāđāļŦāļĨืāļāļู้āļื่āļāđāļĄื่āļāļāļģāđāļ้ āļāļģāļāļēāļāđāļŦ้āļĄāļēāļ āļāļāļāļŦāļĨัāļāļāļĒ่āļēāļāļĄีāļุāļāļ āļēāļāļĄāļēāļāļึ้āļ āđāļĨāļ°āļāļģāļāļēāļāļāļิāđāļĢāļāļี่āļัāļāļŦāļĨāļāđāļŦāļĨ āļีāļ§ิāļāđāļ็āļāļŠิ่āļāļี่āļี!
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Well, heck, I’m 94 and will be 95 in 8 weeks…<smile> My advice to anyone worried about the future in old age….Start being the nicest person you can be NOW…Don’t wait until you are there. Treat friendly relatives with care and stay away from those that are not friendly. Relatives NEED each other in old age…live by that and be kind and caring.
Hopefully, your friends will age with you..great advantage. Start eating in a healthy manner to help your body survive old age. Bad habits like over-eating, drugs, and alcohol are ways to escape life as it is. You are only on this earth once…take advantage of the years you have.
Do all the things you WANT to do ASAP. Be nice to everyone and you won’t need to overeat, take mind-altering drugs, or escape from alcohol. Give pleasantness and then receive pleasantness.
Life is give-and-take. No two ways about that! It’s your choice, choose right.
āļีāļ§ิāļāļืāļāļāļēāļĢāđāļŦ้āđāļĨāļ°āļĢัāļ āđāļĄ่āļĄีāļŠāļāļāļ§ิāļีāđāļี่āļĒāļ§āļัāļāđāļĢื่āļāļāļี้! āđāļ็āļāļāļēāļāđāļĨืāļāļāļāļāļāļุāļ āđāļĨืāļāļāļāļēāļāļี่āļูāļ
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I am 62 now, female, I still travel, on a motorcycle through Mexico at the moment, and that is a very lonesome thing to do. But I’d rather do this alone than have to debate every mile I ride with a partner.
I sometimes travel with my adult son, and sometimes that is fun, but sometimes when we spend too much time together we get on each other's nerves. He is a solitary person also, so I guess we are a chip off the same block.
I do feel lonely sometimes, but most of the time I am content, I have accepted that I am who I am and that I’d rather be alone unless I watch too many romantic movies than my heart gets this longing…..but it fades away fast in real life. So I’d rather be alone.
āļัāļāļĢู้āļŠึāļāđāļŦāļāļēāļ้āļēāļāđāļ็āļāļāļēāļāļāļĢั้āļ āđāļ่āļŠ่āļ§āļāđāļŦāļ่āđāļĨ้āļ§āļัāļāļ็āļāļāđāļ āļัāļāļĒāļāļĄāļĢัāļāļ§่āļēāļัāļāđāļ็āļāļัāļ§āļāļāļāļัāļ§āđāļāļ āđāļĨāļ°āļĒāļāļĄāļāļĒู่āļāļāđāļีāļĒāļ§āļีāļāļ§่āļē āļāļāļāđāļŠีāļĒāļāļēāļāļ§่āļēāļัāļāļāļ°āļูāļŦāļัāļāđāļĢāđāļĄāļāļิāļāļĄāļēāļāđāļิāļāđāļ āļāļ§่āļēāļี่āļŦัāļ§āđāļāļāļāļāļัāļāļāļ°āđāļŦāļĒāļŦāļēāļāļāļēāļāļี้…..āđāļ่āļĄัāļ āļāļēāļāļŦāļēāļĒāđāļāļāļĒ่āļēāļāļĢāļ§āļāđāļĢ็āļ§āđāļāļีāļ§ิāļāļāļĢิāļ āļัāļāļั้āļāļัāļāļāļāļāļĒู่āļāļāđāļีāļĒāļ§āļีāļāļ§่āļē
And I don’t know anyone who would like to join me in my restless life anyway, so…..it is a form of acceptance I guess. I do very well alone.
āđāļĨāļ°āļัāļāļ็āđāļĄ่āļĢู้āļ§่āļēāđāļāļĢāļāļĒāļēāļāļāļ°āļĢ่āļ§āļĄāļีāļ§ิāļāļี่āļ§ุ่āļāļ§āļēāļĒāļāļāļāļัāļāļ้āļ§āļĒ āļัāļāļั้āļ…..āļĄัāļāđāļ็āļāļĢูāļāđāļāļāļŦāļึ่āļāļāļāļāļāļēāļĢāļĒāļāļĄāļĢัāļ āļัāļāđāļāļēāļ§่āļē āļัāļāļāļģāđāļ้āļีāļĄāļēāļāļāļāđāļีāļĒāļ§
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I’m 70 years old and have lived alone for the past ten years since my husband died. It takes effort to create new friendships at this age, but I kept at it and now have a circle of married friends from my past and a group of 5 other single friends who do things together and text each other throughout the day. I live in a co-op so I have friendly daily conversations with neighbors. I don’t feel lonely.
āļัāļāļāļēāļĒุ 70 āļีāđāļĨāļ°āļāļĒู่āļāļāđāļีāļĒāļ§āļĄāļēāļŠิāļāļāļ§่āļēāļีāđāļĨ้āļ§āļั้āļāđāļ่āļŠāļēāļĄีāđāļŠีāļĒāļีāļ§ิāļ āļ้āļāļāđāļ้āļāļ§āļēāļĄāļāļĒāļēāļĒāļēāļĄāđāļāļāļēāļĢāļŠāļĢ้āļēāļāļĄิāļāļĢāļ āļēāļāđāļŦāļĄ่āđ āđāļāļ§ัāļĒāļี้ āđāļ่āļัāļāļ็āļāļĒāļēāļĒāļēāļĄāļāļģāļ่āļāđāļ āđāļĨāļ°āļāļāļāļี้āļ็āļĄีāļāļĨุ่āļĄāđāļื่āļāļāļี่āđāļ่āļāļāļēāļāđāļĨ้āļ§āļāļēāļāļāļีāļāļāļāļāļัāļ āđāļĨāļ°āļāļĨุ่āļĄāđāļื่āļāļāđāļŠāļāļีāļ 5 āļāļāļี่āļāļģāļŠิ่āļāļ่āļēāļāđ āļĢ่āļ§āļĄāļัāļāđāļĨāļ°āļŠ่āļāļ้āļāļāļ§āļēāļĄāļŦāļēāļัāļāļāļĨāļāļāļั้āļāļ§ัāļ āļัāļāļāļēāļĻัāļĒāļāļĒู่āđāļāļŠāļŦāļāļĢāļ์ āļัāļāļั้āļāļัāļāļึāļāļŠāļāļāļāļēāļāļĒ่āļēāļāđāļ็āļāļัāļāđāļāļāļัāļāđāļื่āļāļāļ้āļēāļāļุāļāļ§ัāļ āļัāļāđāļĄ่āļĢู้āļŠึāļāđāļŦāļāļē
Last week a few of us took the train into Manhattan to see a play. On the ride home we asked each other what the best year of our lives was. We all said right now.
āđāļĄื่āļāļŠัāļāļāļēāļŦ์āļี่āđāļĨ้āļ§ āļāļ§āļāđāļĢāļēāļŠāļāļāļŠāļēāļĄāļāļāļึ้āļāļĢāļāđāļāđāļāļĒัāļāđāļĄāļāļŪัāļāļัāļāđāļื่āļāļāļĄāļāļēāļĢāđāļŠāļāļ āļĢāļ°āļŦāļ§่āļēāļāļั่āļāļĢāļāļāļĨัāļāļ้āļēāļ āđāļĢāļēāļāļēāļĄāļัāļāđāļĨāļ°āļัāļāļ§่āļēāļีāļี่āļีāļี่āļŠุāļāđāļāļีāļ§ิāļāļāļāļāđāļĢāļēāļืāļāļāļ°āđāļĢ āđāļĢāļēāļุāļāļāļāļูāļāļāļāļāļี้
As I write this I’m recovering from surgery at home. One friend dropped me off for the surgery and another picked me up. My friends are checking on me to see how I’m doing and running errands for me. They are bringing food to me and I hope to be up to going to a barbecue with them tomorrow.
āļāļāļ°āļี่āļัāļāđāļีāļĒāļāļ้āļāļāļ§āļēāļĄāļี้ āļัāļāļāļģāļĨัāļāļัāļāļื้āļāļāļēāļāļāļēāļĢāļ่āļēāļัāļāļี่āļ้āļēāļ āđāļื่āļāļāļāļāļŦāļึ่āļāļŠ่āļāļัāļāđāļāļĢัāļāļāļēāļĢāļ่āļēāļัāļāđāļĨāļ°āļีāļāļāļāļŦāļึ่āļāļĄāļēāļĢัāļāļัāļ āđāļื่āļāļāļāļāļāļัāļāļāļģāļĨัāļāļāļĢāļ§āļāļŠāļāļāļัāļāđāļื่āļāļูāļ§่āļēāļัāļāļāļģāļĨัāļāļāļģāļāļ°āđāļĢāđāļĨāļ°āļāļģāļุāļĢāļ°āđāļŦ้āļัāļ āļāļ§āļāđāļāļēāļāļģāļĨัāļāļāļģāļāļēāļŦāļēāļĢāļĄāļēāđāļŦ้āļัāļ āđāļĨāļ°āļัāļāļŦāļ§ัāļāļ§่āļēāļāļ°āđāļ้āđāļāļāļēāļāļāļēāļĢ์āļีāļิāļ§āļัāļāļāļ§āļāđāļāļēāđāļāļ§ัāļāļāļĢุ่āļāļี้
Friendships are essential to our health and happiness. Family is important, but our kids have their own lives. Friends are my support system as well as the people I enjoy being around and having fun with.
āļĄิāļāļĢāļ āļēāļāļĄีāļāļ§āļēāļĄāļŠāļģāļัāļāļ่āļāļŠุāļāļ āļēāļāđāļĨāļ°āļāļ§āļēāļĄāļŠุāļāļāļāļāđāļĢāļē āļāļĢāļāļāļāļĢัāļ§āđāļ็āļāļŠิ่āļāļŠāļģāļัāļ āđāļ่āļĨูāļ āđ āļāļāļāđāļĢāļēāļĄีāļีāļ§ิāļāļāļāļāļัāļ§āđāļāļ āđāļื่āļāļāļืāļāļĢāļ°āļāļāļŠāļัāļāļŠāļุāļāļāļāļāļัāļ āđāļ่āļāđāļีāļĒāļ§āļัāļāļāļāļี่āļัāļāļāļāļāļāļĒู่āđāļāļĨ้āđāļĨāļ°āļŠāļุāļāļŠāļāļēāļāļ้āļ§āļĒ
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I am 84 for half of the year, I cherished living alone…the other half must live with my daughter due to doctor’s appointments and hospitals.
āļัāļāļāļēāļĒุ 84 āļĄāļēāļāļĢึ่āļāļีāđāļĨ้āļ§ āļัāļāļāļ°āļุāļāļāļāļĄāļāļēāļĢāļāļĒู่āļāļāđāļีāļĒāļ§...āļีāļāļāļĢึ่āļāļŦāļึ่āļāļ้āļāļāļāļĒู่āļัāļāļĨูāļāļŠāļēāļ§āļāļēāļĄāļัāļāļŦāļĄāļāđāļĨāļ°āđāļĢāļāļāļĒāļēāļāļēāļĨ
For some reason, at my age, and no longer find people very sociable and conversations are no longer interesting, and people make me uncomfortable due to their critical thinking. So living alone is relaxing/.
āļ้āļ§āļĒāđāļŦāļุāļāļĨāļāļēāļāļāļĒ่āļēāļ āđāļāļ§ัāļĒāļāļāļāļัāļ āļัāļāđāļĄ่āļāļāļู้āļāļāļี่āđāļ้āļēāļัāļāļāļāļ่āļēāļĒāđāļĨāļ°āļāļēāļĢāļŠāļāļāļāļēāđāļĄ่āļ่āļēāļŠāļāđāļāļีāļāļ่āļāđāļ āđāļĨāļ°āļู้āļāļāļāļģāđāļŦ้āļัāļāđāļĄ่āļŠāļāļēāļĒāđāļāđāļื่āļāļāļāļēāļāļāļēāļĢāļิāļāđāļิāļāļ§ิāļāļēāļāļĐ์āļāļāļāļāļ§āļāđāļāļē āļāļĒู่āļāļāđāļีāļĒāļ§āļ็āļ่āļāļāļāļĨāļēāļĒāļี/.
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I’m 62 and live alone (well, with a few cats), and I absolutely love living alone. The thing that is more lonely is when a strong connection with someone ends and that person is no longer in my life, as has happened recently. I feel lonely without them. It has nothing to do with the living situation. I would have never opted to live with that person.
āļัāļāļāļēāļĒุ 62 āļีāđāļĨāļ°āļāļĒู่āļāļāđāļีāļĒāļ§ (āļĄีāđāļĄāļ§āļŠāļāļāļŠāļēāļĄāļัāļ§) āđāļĨāļ°āļัāļāļāļāļāļāļĒู่āļāļāđāļีāļĒāļ§āļĄāļēāļ āļŠิ่āļāļี่āđāļŦāļāļēāļĒิ่āļāļāļ§่āļēāļืāļāđāļĄื่āļāļŠāļēāļĒāļŠัāļĄāļัāļāļ์āļัāļāđāļ่āļāđāļ้āļāļัāļāđāļāļĢāļāļēāļāļāļāļŠิ้āļāļŠุāļāļĨāļ āđāļĨāļ°āļāļāđ āļั้āļāđāļĄ่āđāļ้āļāļĒู่āđāļāļีāļ§ิāļāļāļāļāļัāļāļีāļāļ่āļāđāļāđāļĨ้āļ§ āļัāļāļี่āđāļิ่āļāđāļิāļāļึ้āļāđāļĄ่āļāļēāļāļĄāļēāļี้ āļัāļāļĢู้āļŠึāļāđāļŦāļāļēāđāļĄื่āļāđāļĄ่āļĄีāļāļ§āļāđāļāļē āđāļĄ่āđāļี่āļĒāļ§āļāļ°āđāļĢāļัāļāļŠāļ āļēāļāļāļ§āļēāļĄāđāļ็āļāļāļĒู่ āļัāļāļāļ°āđāļĄ่āđāļĨืāļāļāļี่āļāļ°āļāļĒู่āļัāļāļāļāļāļāļั้āļ
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I’m 73 and have lived by myself for over 25 years. There’s not a single thing I do not love about living alone. I worked my whole life (retired at age 70), was constantly surrounded by people, always in a rush, rarely home. Now if I could stay home 24/7 I’d be thrilled! I’m never lonely, still lead a busy-enough life, just wish I was more physically active - but that has nothing to do with living alone. I LOVE looking at my appointment book and seeing a BLANK week— it makes me so happy!
āļัāļāļāļēāļĒุ 73 āļีāđāļĨāļ°āđāļ้āļีāļ§ิāļāļāļāđāļีāļĒāļ§āļĄāļēāļāļ§่āļē 25 āļี āđāļĄ่āļĄีāļŠิ่āļāđāļāļี่āļัāļāđāļĄ่āļāļāļāđāļี่āļĒāļ§āļัāļāļāļēāļĢāļāļĒู่āļāļāđāļีāļĒāļ§ āļัāļāļāļģāļāļēāļāļĄāļēāļั้āļāļีāļ§ิāļ (āđāļāļĐีāļĒāļāļāļāļāļāļēāļĒุ 70 āļี) āļูāļāļŦ้āļāļĄāļĨ้āļāļĄāđāļāļ้āļ§āļĒāļู้āļāļ āđāļĢ่āļāļĢีāļāļāļĨāļāļāđāļ§āļĨāļē āđāļĄ่āļ่āļāļĒāđāļ้āļāļĨัāļāļ้āļēāļ āļāļāļāļี้āļ้āļēāļัāļāļŠāļēāļĄāļēāļĢāļāļāļĒู่āļ้āļēāļāđāļ้āļāļĨāļāļ 24 āļั่āļ§āđāļĄāļāļุāļāļ§ัāļ āļัāļāļāļāļื่āļāđāļ้āļāļĄāļēāļ! āļัāļāđāļĄ่āđāļāļĒāđāļŦāļāļē āļĒัāļāļāļāļĄีāļีāļ§ิāļāļี่āļ§ุ่āļāļ§āļēāļĒāļĄāļēāļāļāļ āđāļ่āļŦāļ§ัāļāļ§่āļēāļัāļāļāļ°āđāļ้āđāļāļĨื่āļāļāđāļŦāļ§āļĢ่āļēāļāļāļēāļĒāļĄāļēāļāļึ้āļ āđāļ่āļั่āļāļ็āđāļĄ่āđāļี่āļĒāļ§āļāļ°āđāļĢāļัāļāļāļēāļĢāđāļ้āļีāļ§ิāļāļāļāđāļีāļĒāļ§ āļัāļāļāļāļāļูāļŠāļĄุāļāļัāļāđāļĨāļ°āđāļŦ็āļāļŠัāļāļāļēāļŦ์āļี่āļ§่āļēāļāđāļāļĨ่āļē—āļĄัāļāļāļģāđāļŦ้āļัāļāļĄีāļāļ§āļēāļĄāļŠุāļāļĄāļēāļ!
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I am 74 yrs old. My husband passed away over four years ago. I miss his company and his presence but I love living alone. I can do what I want when I want without having to consider someone else’s reaction.
I am actually an introvert so I already know living with someone would cause me considerable anxiety. My husband was more of an extrovert but he always understood my need for solitude and he let me have my space.
I have adult children who I could live with but they have children and although I adore them the constant noise and activity would drive me crazy. It’s okay for a week or two at a time but not 365 days.
I have friends and I’m active in my church. I usually talk to at least one friend every day. I also have three sisters who live less than an hour away so if I feel the need I will visit them.
I love to read and I’m into foreign movies so I really enjoy the flexibility of living alone. My neighbors are wonderful. We’ve lived on the same block for over thirty years. They watch out for me and have been available the few times I’ve needed them. My children visit regularly and keep tabs on me. So I really feel I have the best of two worlds. I would not have it any other way.
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My mom is 95 and lives alone…has a lady come in a few hrs. a week. She says she does get lonely sometimes, esp. at night. Dad died 5 yrs. ago, and they were married for 67 years.
I am 70 and live with my daughter( her idea), so it is kind of like a slumber party a few nites a week. Some days I don’t see her at all. We get along fine, and I can help “ manage” the house. I was retired but when I moved in with her, I started working part-time, because I was new to the area and knew no one..and it did get lonely when she was at work. I continue to work, and I have met some people, and have come to the conclusion that I could not live alone if I could not get out frequently. I force myself to go to the gym so that I can maintain balance and mobility. I might have the longevity genes since my family lives up into their 90s. I’m a nurse, so mobility is important to me. I’ve learned that you can be lonely in a crowd, and not lonely if you are good company for yourself, if you are alone.
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My mom died at the age of 98. She had to go through COVID as a 96-year-old. That was lonely. Most of her friends had preceded her in death. She lived in a retirement home where she could always find someone to talk to if she left her apartment. But, in your old age, you prefer the comfort of long-established relationships, rather than the effort of making new, probably fleeting friendships. So I think she spent time alone simply because constantly making new friends required too much emotional effort.
āđāļĄ่āļāļāļāļัāļāđāļŠีāļĒāļีāļ§ิāļāđāļĄื่āļāļāļēāļĒุ 98 āļี āđāļāļāļ้āļāļāļ่āļēāļāđāļāļ§ิāļāđāļĄื่āļāļāļēāļĒุ 96 āļี āļั่āļāļĄัāļāđāļŦāļāļē āđāļื่āļāļāļŠ่āļ§āļāđāļŦāļ่āļāļāļāđāļāļāđāļŠีāļĒāļีāļ§ิāļāļ่āļāļāđāļāļ āđāļāļāļāļēāļĻัāļĒāļāļĒู่āđāļāļ้āļēāļāļัāļāļāļāļāļĢāļēāļี่āļึ่āļāđāļāļāļŠāļēāļĄāļēāļĢāļāļŦāļēāļāļāļุāļĒāļ้āļ§āļĒāđāļ้āļāļĨāļāļāđāļ§āļĨāļēāļŦāļēāļāđāļāļāļāļāļāļāļēāļāļāļāļēāļĢ์āļāđāļĄāļāļ์ āđāļ่āđāļāļ§ัāļĒāļāļĢāļēāļāļāļāļุāļ āļุāļāļāļāļāļāļ§āļēāļĄāļŠāļāļēāļĒāđāļāļāļāļāļāļ§āļēāļĄāļŠัāļĄāļัāļāļ์āļี่āļĄั่āļāļāļāļĄāļēāļĒāļēāļ§āļāļēāļ āļĄāļēāļāļāļ§่āļēāļāļ§āļēāļĄāļāļĒāļēāļĒāļēāļĄāđāļāļāļēāļĢāļŠāļĢ้āļēāļāļĄิāļāļĢāļ āļēāļāđāļŦāļĄ่āđ āļี่āļāļēāļāļāļ°āđāļิāļāļึ้āļāļāļĒ่āļēāļāļĢāļ§āļāđāļĢ็āļ§ āļัāļāļิāļāļ§่āļēāđāļāļāđāļ้āđāļ§āļĨāļēāļāļĒู่āļāļāđāļีāļĒāļ§āđāļีāļĒāļāđāļāļĢāļēāļ°āļāļēāļĢāļŦāļēāđāļื่āļāļāđāļŦāļĄ่āļāļĒ่āļēāļāļ่āļāđāļื่āļāļāļั้āļāļ้āļāļāđāļ้āļāļ§āļēāļĄāļāļĒāļēāļĒāļēāļĄāļāļēāļāļāļēāļĢāļĄāļ์āļĄāļēāļāđāļิāļāđāļ
That’s where family comes in. I hope my children will fill my older years with their presence and the presence of my grandkids. When age limits our abilities to explore hobbies and to get out, life can, indeed get very lonely. We are not as able to go to the people; they need to come to us.
āļั่āļāļืāļāļŠิ่āļāļี่āļāļĢāļāļāļāļĢัāļ§āđāļ้āļēāļĄāļē āļัāļāļŦāļ§ัāļāļ§่āļēāļĨูāļāđ āđāļĄื่āļāļāļēāļĒุāļāļģāļัāļāļāļ§āļēāļĄāļŠāļēāļĄāļēāļĢāļāļāļāļāđāļĢāļēāđāļāļāļēāļĢāļŠāļģāļĢāļ§āļāļāļēāļāļāļิāđāļĢāļāđāļĨāļ°āļāļāļāđāļāđāļ้āļีāļ§ิāļ āļāļĢิāļāđ āđāļĨ้āļ§āļีāļ§ิāļāļ็āđāļāļĨ่āļēāđāļāļĨี่āļĒāļ§āđāļ้ āđāļĢāļēāđāļĄ่āļŠāļēāļĄāļēāļĢāļāđāļāļŦāļēāļāļāđāļ้ āļāļ§āļāđāļāļēāļ้āļāļāļĄāļēāļŦāļēāđāļĢāļē
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I can’t answer this from personal experience, but my grandpa just turned 93 and he has been living alone since my grandmother died 15 years ago and I think he prefers it that way. He doesn’t really like having people in his house and although he does still go out and do things, he never stays long so he can get back home. He does still have a busy life though, he plays cards with ladies from church (he’s pretty much the only eligible bachelor left in his age range so he has many female friends), gambles out at the riverboat, and participates in church services and functions. So, I don’t think he is lonely, but he does still miss my grandma. He had another girlfriend for about the past ten years, but she just passed away a few months ago. Sometimes, the things he says make me think, that, while he is still living a good life right now, he is ready to move on to whatever may be next, which I am not sure if this indicates loneliness or just an acceptance of the finality of life.
āļัāļāđāļĄ่āļŠāļēāļĄāļēāļĢāļāļāļāļāļāļģāļāļēāļĄāļี้āļāļēāļāļāļĢāļ°āļŠāļāļāļēāļĢāļ์āļŠ่āļ§āļāļัāļ§āđāļ้ āđāļ่āļุāļāļู่āļāļāļāļัāļāđāļิ่āļāļāļēāļĒุ 93 āļี āđāļĨāļ°āļ่āļēāļāļāļēāļĻัāļĒāļāļĒู่āđāļีāļĒāļāļĨāļģāļัāļāļั้āļāđāļ่āļุāļāļĒāļēāļĒāļāļāļāļัāļāđāļŠีāļĒāļีāļ§ิāļāđāļĄื่āļ 15 āļีāļี่āđāļĨ้āļ§ āđāļĨāļ°āļัāļāļิāļāļ§่āļēāļ่āļēāļāļāļāļāđāļāļāļั้āļāļĄāļēāļāļāļ§่āļē āđāļāļēāđāļĄ่āļāļāļāđāļŦ้āđāļāļĢāļāļĒู่āđāļāļ้āļēāļ āđāļĨāļ°āđāļĄ้āļ§่āļēāđāļāļēāļāļ°āļĒัāļāļāļāļāļāļāđāļāļāļģāļŠิ่āļāļ่āļēāļāđ āļāļĒู่ āđāļ่āđāļāļēāļ็āđāļĄ่āđāļāļĒāļāļĒู่āļāļēāļāđāļื่āļāļี่āļāļ°āđāļ้āļāļĨัāļāļ้āļēāļ āđāļāļēāļĒัāļāļāļāļĄีāļีāļ§ิāļāļี่āļ§ุ่āļāļ§āļēāļĒ āđāļāļēāđāļĨ่āļāđāļ่āļัāļāļู้āļŦāļิāļāļāļēāļāđāļāļŠāļ์ (āđāļāļēāđāļ็āļāļāļĢิāļāļāļēāļāļĢีāđāļีāļĒāļāļāļāđāļีāļĒāļ§āļี่āđāļŦāļĨืāļāļāļĒู่āđāļāļ่āļ§āļāļāļēāļĒุāļāļāļāđāļāļē āļัāļāļั้āļāđāļāļēāļึāļāļĄีāđāļื่āļāļāļู้āļŦāļิāļāļĄāļēāļāļĄāļēāļĒ) āđāļĨ่āļāļāļēāļĢāļāļัāļāļี่āđāļĢืāļāļĨ่āļāļāđāļĄ่āļ้āļģ āđāļĨāļ°āđāļ้āļēāļĢ่āļ§āļĄāđāļāļāļēāļāļāļĢิāļāļēāļĢāđāļĨāļ°āļāļēāļāļ่āļēāļāđ āļāļāļāđāļāļŠāļ์ . āļัāļāđāļĄ่āļิāļāļ§่āļēāđāļāļēāđāļŦāļāļē āđāļ่āđāļāļēāļ็āļĒัāļāļิāļāļึāļāļุāļāļĒ่āļēāļāļāļāļัāļ āđāļāļēāļĄีāđāļāļāļีāļāļāļāđāļĄื่āļāļāļĢāļ°āļĄāļēāļāļŠิāļāļีāļี่āļ่āļēāļāļĄāļē āđāļ่āđāļāļāđāļิ่āļāđāļŠีāļĒāļีāļ§ิāļāđāļĄื่āļāđāļĄ่āļี่āđāļืāļāļāļี่āļ่āļēāļāļĄāļē āļāļēāļāļāļĢั้āļāļŠิ่āļāļี่āđāļāļēāļูāļāļ็āļāļģāđāļŦ้āļุāļāļิāļāđāļ้āļ§่āļēāđāļĄ้āļāļāļāļี้āđāļāļēāļĒัāļāļĄีāļีāļ§ิāļāļี่āļีāļāļĒู่āļ็āļāļĢ้āļāļĄāļี่āļāļ°āļ้āļēāļ§āļ่āļāđāļāđāļĄ่āļ§่āļēāļāļ°āđāļĢāļāļ°āđāļิāļāļึ้āļāļึ่āļāļāļĄāđāļĄ่āđāļ่āđāļāļ§่āļēāļี่āļŦāļĄāļēāļĒāļึāļāļāļ§āļēāļĄāđāļŦāļāļēāļŦāļĢืāļāđāļ่āļāļēāļĢāļĒāļāļĄāļĢัāļ āļ§āļēāļĢāļ°āļŠุāļāļ้āļēāļĒāļāļāļāļีāļ§ิāļ
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Mother stuck a fork in my arm and tried to set me on fire when I climbed high in a tree to get away from her. My first husband got his mistress pregnant. Then I spent 15 years of physical and psychological torture with a second “family”. Twelve years ago I retired. I now live in a cabin beside a lake in a forest as much as possible. I have very little human contact. Any time I feel a twinge of loneliness, which is very rare, I just remember what family means to me. It’s an instant cure.
āđāļĄ่āļัāļāļŠ้āļāļĄāļี่āđāļāļāļāļāļāļัāļāđāļĨāļ°āļāļĒāļēāļĒāļēāļĄāļุāļāđāļāđāļŦ้āļัāļāđāļĄื่āļāļัāļāļีāļāļึ้āļāđāļāļāļāļ้āļāđāļĄ้āļŠูāļāđāļื่āļāļŦāļีāļāļēāļāđāļāļ āļŠāļēāļĄีāļāļāđāļĢāļāļāļāļāļัāļāļāļģāđāļŦ้āļāļēāļĒāļŦāļิāļāļāļāļāđāļāļēāļ้āļāļ āļāļēāļāļั้āļāļัāļāļ็āļāļĢāļĄāļēāļāļĢ่āļēāļāļāļēāļĒāđāļĨāļ°āļิāļāđāļāđāļ็āļāđāļ§āļĨāļē 15 āļีāļัāļ "āļāļĢāļāļāļāļĢัāļ§" āļี่āļŠāļāļ āđāļĄื่āļāļŠิāļāļŠāļāļāļีāļี่āđāļĨ้āļ§āļัāļāđāļāļĐีāļĒāļ āļāļāļāļี้āļัāļāļāļēāļĻัāļĒāļāļĒู่āđāļāļāļĢāļ°āļ่āļāļĄāļ้āļēāļāļāļ°āđāļĨāļŠāļēāļāđāļāļ่āļēāđāļŦ้āļĄāļēāļāļี่āļŠุāļ āļัāļāļิāļāļ่āļāļัāļāļĄāļุāļĐāļĒ์āļ้āļāļĒāļĄāļēāļ āđāļĄื่āļāđāļāļ็āļāļēāļĄāļี่āļัāļāļĢู้āļŠึāļāđāļŦāļāļēāļึ่āļāļŦāļēāļĒāļēāļāļĄāļēāļ āļัāļāđāļ่āļāļģāđāļ้āļ§่āļēāļāļĢāļāļāļāļĢัāļ§āļĄีāļāļ§āļēāļĄāļŦāļĄāļēāļĒāļัāļāļัāļāļāļĒ่āļēāļāđāļĢ āđāļ็āļāļāļēāļĢāļĢัāļāļĐāļēāļัāļāļี
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Nope. I have a family I see when and if I want to. They respect my solitude, knowing it’s my preference. My children and I are on great terms and speak often. I have a herd (11) of siblings I’m on good terms with. We all text. Don’t get me started on nieces and nephews. There is no ill will just respect for my appreciation of my own company. I spent my life caring for my husband, my mother, my children, and any family member in need so this is a little bit of heaven for me. I’m only responsible for myself, but if my kids need me I’m there, no questions asked. So, nope, it’s not lonely, it’s lovely.
āđāļĄ่. āļัāļāļĄีāļāļĢāļāļāļāļĢัāļ§āļี่āļัāļāđāļŦ็āļāđāļĄื่āļāđāļŦāļĢ่āđāļĨāļ°āļ้āļēāļัāļāļ้āļāļāļāļēāļĢ āļāļ§āļāđāļāļēāđāļāļēāļĢāļāļāļ§āļēāļĄāļŠัāļāđāļāļĐāļāļāļāļัāļāđāļāļĒāļĢู้āļ§่āļēāļĄัāļāđāļ็āļāļāļ§āļēāļĄāļāļāļāļāļāļāļัāļ āļĨูāļāđ āļāļāļāļัāļāđāļĨāļ°āļัāļāđāļ้āļēāļัāļāđāļ้āļีāđāļĨāļ°āļูāļāļุāļĒāļัāļāļ่āļāļĒāđ āļัāļāļĄีāļูāļāļี่āļ้āļāļ (11) āļัāļ§āļี่āļัāļāđāļ้āļēāļัāļāđāļ้āļี āđāļĢāļēāļุāļāļāļāļŠ่āļāļ้āļāļāļ§āļēāļĄ āļāļĒ่āļēāđāļŦ้āļัāļāđāļĢิ่āļĄāđāļĢื่āļāļāļŦāļĨāļēāļāļŠāļēāļ§āđāļĨāļ°āļŦāļĨāļēāļāļāļēāļĒ āđāļĄ่āļĄีāļāļ§āļēāļĄāļāļĢāļ°āļŠāļāļ์āļĢ้āļēāļĒāđāļ āđ āļี่āļāļ°āđāļāļēāļĢāļāđāļāļāļ§āļēāļĄāļื่āļāļāļĄāļ่āļ āļāļĢิāļĐัāļ āļāļāļāļัāļāđāļāļ āļัāļāđāļ้āđāļ§āļĨāļēāļั้āļāļีāļ§ิāļāđāļื่āļāļูāđāļĨāļŠāļēāļĄี āđāļĄ่ āļĨูāļ āđāļĨāļ°āļŠāļĄāļēāļิāļāđāļāļāļĢāļāļāļāļĢัāļ§āļี่āļ้āļāļāļāļēāļĢāļāļ§āļēāļĄāļ่āļ§āļĒāđāļŦāļĨืāļ āļัāļāļั้āļāļี่āļี่āļึāļāđāļ็āļāļŠāļ§āļĢāļĢāļ์āđāļĨ็āļāļ้āļāļĒāļŠāļģāļŦāļĢัāļāļัāļ āļัāļāļĢัāļāļิāļāļāļāļāđāļ่āļัāļ§āđāļāļ āđāļ่āļ้āļēāļĨูāļ āđ āļāļāļāļัāļāļ้āļāļāļāļēāļĢāļัāļ āļัāļāļāļ°āļāļĒู่āļāļĢāļāļั้āļ āđāļĄ่āļĄีāļāļēāļĢāļāļēāļĄāļāļģāļāļēāļĄāđāļ āđ āđāļĄ่āđāļĨāļĒ āļĄัāļāđāļĄ่āđāļŦāļāļē āļĄัāļāļ่āļēāļĢัāļ
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I am 77 and have mostly lived alone since my divorce 25 years ago, except for the occasional visitor. I cannot imagine living with someone else on a permanent basis. I have had long-term relationships since my divorce, but have absolutely no desire to be with someone 24/7. I can do whatever I like or do nothing. I can stay up late or sleep in, eat junk food or eat healthy, watch what I like on TV, and go wherever I like without explaining myself to anyone.
My sons are attentive and I have tons of friends and close relationships with other family members. I am involved in several groups, serving on the boards of two of them. I enjoy all sorts of puzzles, playing the piano, reading, taking walks, going to the gym, golfing, biking, traveling, entertaining friends, and going out for happy hours or coffee or lunch. In short, my life is full and exactly the way I like it. I am more of an extrovert and find it easy to make friends and I thrive on social interaction to a point. Then I am happy to be alone.
My mother lived to be 98 and gave me lots of advice that has served me well, such as not complaining unnecessarily and cultivating friendships with those younger than yourself so you are not left alone if some of your older friends pass away or are unable to do things.
However, I do not feel as though I am in my “old age”! Maybe that is the key. Think young, keep learning and growing, and maintain relationships.
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Yes, when you didn’t have children and your husband has passed and you are in pain most of the time and all your interest has gone away because you don’t feel like doing anything. You do the best you can.
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Depends on who you ask.
āļึ้āļāļāļĒู่āļัāļāļ§่āļēāļุāļāļāļēāļĄāđāļāļĢ
My wife and I have a wonderful life. But at some point, either she or I will have to live our life out alone. With it will come much sadness and loneliness for the one remaining.
āļāļĄāđāļĨāļ°āļ āļĢāļĢāļĒāļēāļĄีāļีāļ§ิāļāļี่āļĒāļāļāđāļĒี่āļĒāļĄ āđāļ่āđāļĄื่āļāļึāļāļุāļāđ āļŦāļึ่āļ āđāļāļāļŦāļĢืāļāļัāļāļ็āļ้āļāļāđāļ้āļีāļ§ิāļāļāļĒ่āļēāļāđāļāļāđāļี่āļĒāļ§ āļĄัāļāļāļ°āļĄāļēāļāļĢ้āļāļĄāļัāļāļāļ§āļēāļĄāđāļĻāļāđāļĻāļĢ้āļēāđāļĨāļ°āļāļ§āļēāļĄāđāļŦāļāļēāļŠāļģāļŦāļĢัāļāļāļāļี่āđāļŦāļĨืāļāļāļĒู่
It is something you can try to prepare for but I am quite sure the reality is going to be overwhelming.
āđāļ็āļāļŠิ่āļāļี่āļุāļāļŠāļēāļĄāļēāļĢāļāļāļĒāļēāļĒāļēāļĄāđāļāļĢีāļĒāļĄāļัāļ§āđāļ้ āđāļ่āļัāļāļ่āļāļāļ้āļēāļāļĄั่āļāđāļāļ§่āļēāļāļ§āļēāļĄāđāļ็āļāļāļĢิāļāļāļ°āļ่āļ§āļĄāļ้āļ
I would hope that whoever survives will learn to live on. Grieve some but stay active. Make each day a good one.
āļัāļāļŦāļ§ัāļāļ§่āļēāđāļāļĢāļ็āļāļēāļĄāļี่āļĢāļāļāļีāļ§ิāļāļāļ°āđāļ้āđāļĢีāļĒāļāļĢู้āļี่āļāļ°āļĄีāļีāļ§ิāļāļāļĒู่āļ่āļāđāļ āđāļŠีāļĒāđāļāļ้āļēāļāđāļ่āļĒัāļāļāļāļāļĢāļ°āļืāļāļĢืāļāļĢ้āļ āļāļģāđāļ่āļĨāļ°āļ§ัāļāđāļŦ้āļี
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The human animal is a social animal that needs interaction with others, to be totally alone is hard for many people, and that’s why solitary confinement is an effective punishment for violent criminals, very few people are comfortable with being alone for any length of time. Older adults are forced into living alone when their life-long partner passes, and it is extremely difficult for them to adjust to living alone, many, fail and start to neglect themselves, caused by their inability to cope on their own.
āļŠัāļāļ§์āļĄāļุāļĐāļĒ์āđāļ็āļāļŠัāļāļ§์āļŠัāļāļāļĄāļี่āļ้āļāļāļāļēāļĢāļāļิāļŠัāļĄāļัāļāļ์āļัāļāļู้āļื่āļ āļāļēāļĢāļāļĒู่āļāļāđāļีāļĒāļ§āđāļ็āļāđāļĢื่āļāļāļĒāļēāļāļŠāļģāļŦāļĢัāļāļŦāļĨāļēāļĒ āđ āļāļ āđāļĨāļ°āļั่āļāđāļ็āļāļŠāļēāđāļŦāļุāļี่āļāļēāļĢāļัāļāđāļี่āļĒāļ§āđāļ็āļāļāļēāļĢāļĨāļāđāļāļĐāļี่āļĄีāļāļĢāļ°āļŠิāļāļิāļ āļēāļāļŠāļģāļŦāļĢัāļāļāļēāļāļāļēāļāļĢāļี่āļĄีāļāļ§āļēāļĄāļĢุāļāđāļĢāļ āļ้āļāļĒāļāļāļัāļāļี่āļāļ°āļŠāļāļēāļĒāđāļāļี่āļāļ°āļāļĒู่āļāļāđāļีāļĒāļ§āđāļ็āļāļĢāļ°āļĒāļ°āđāļ§āļĨāļēāļāļēāļ āđ āļู้āļŠูāļāļāļēāļĒุāļูāļāļีāļāđāļŦ้āļāļĒู่āļāļāđāļีāļĒāļ§āđāļĄื่āļāļู่āļีāļ§ิāļāļāļēāļāđāļ āđāļĨāļ°āđāļ็āļāđāļĢื่āļāļāļĒāļēāļāļĄāļēāļāļŠāļģāļŦāļĢัāļāļāļ§āļāđāļāļēāļี่āļāļ°āļāļĢัāļāļัāļ§āđāļŦ้āđāļ้āļēāļัāļāļāļēāļĢāļāļĒู่āļāļāđāļีāļĒāļ§ āļŦāļĨāļēāļĒāļāļāļĨ้āļĄāđāļŦāļĨāļ§āđāļĨāļ°āđāļĢิ่āļĄāļĨāļ°āđāļĨāļĒāļัāļ§āđāļāļ āđāļื่āļāļāļāļēāļāđāļĄ่āļŠāļēāļĄāļēāļĢāļāļĢัāļāļĄืāļāļ้āļ§āļĒāļัāļ§āđāļāļāđāļ้
Loneliness can be as deadly as a serious life-threatening disease, it can affect the mental health, and physical health of an older adult who is not able to deal with loneliness, when they start to neglect themselves through being lonely, their personal hygiene and poor nutrition can affect their health, and if they venture out like that it will not help their loneliness as neighbors and others will shy away from them, making their loneliness much harder to accept.
āļāļ§āļēāļĄāđāļŦāļāļēāļāļēāļāđāļ็āļāļัāļāļāļĢāļēāļĒāļึāļāļāļēāļĒāđāļ้āļāļāđ āļัāļāđāļĢāļāļĢ้āļēāļĒāļี่āļุāļāļāļēāļĄāļึāļāļีāļ§ิāļ āļāļēāļāļŠ่āļāļāļĨāļ่āļāļŠุāļāļ āļēāļāļิāļāđāļĨāļ°āļŠุāļāļ āļēāļāļāļēāļĒāļāļāļāļู้āļŠูāļāļāļēāļĒุāļี่āđāļĄ่āļŠāļēāļĄāļēāļĢāļāļĢัāļāļĄืāļāļัāļāļāļ§āļēāļĄāđāļŦāļāļēāđāļ้ āđāļĄื่āļāļāļ§āļāđāļāļēāđāļĢิ่āļĄāļĨāļ°āđāļĨāļĒāļัāļ§āđāļāļāļāļēāļāļāļēāļĢāļāļĒู่āļāļāđāļีāļĒāļ§ āļŠุāļāļāļāļēāļĄัāļĒāļŠ่āļ§āļāļุāļāļāļĨ āđāļĨāļ° āļ āļēāļ§āļ°āđāļ āļāļāļēāļāļēāļĢāļี่āđāļĄ่āļีāļāļēāļāļŠ่āļāļāļĨāļ่āļāļŠุāļāļ āļēāļāļāļāļāļāļ§āļāđāļāļē āđāļĨāļ°āļ้āļēāļāļ§āļāđāļāļēāļāļāļāđāļāđāļāļāļั้āļ āļĄัāļāļ็āđāļĄ่āđāļ้āļ่āļ§āļĒāđāļŦ้āļāļ§āļāđāļāļēāļĢู้āļŠึāļāđāļŦāļāļēāđāļāļĢāļēāļ°āđāļื่āļāļāļ้āļēāļāđāļĨāļ°āļāļāļื่āļ āđ āļ็āļāļ°āļāļēāļĒāļŦ่āļēāļāļāļēāļāļāļ§āļāđāļāļē āļāļģāđāļŦ้āļāļ§āļāđāļāļēāļĒāļāļĄāļĢัāļāļāļ§āļēāļĄāđāļŦāļāļēāđāļ้āļĒāļēāļāļึ้āļāļĄāļēāļ
Most lonely older adults do not expect neighbors or others to become friends, but a simple Good morning or How are you today will go a long way to brighten an older adult's lonely day.
āļู้āļŠูāļāļāļēāļĒุāļี่āļ้āļēāļāļ§้āļēāļāļŠ่āļ§āļāđāļŦāļ่āđāļĄ่āļāļēāļāļŦāļ§ัāļāđāļŦ้āđāļื่āļāļāļ้āļēāļāļŦāļĢืāļāļāļāļื่āļāđ āļĄāļēāđāļ็āļāđāļื่āļāļ āđāļ่āļāļĢุāļāļŠāļ§ัāļŠāļิ์āļ่āļēāļĒāđ āļŦāļĢืāļāļ§ัāļāļี้āļŠāļāļēāļĒāļีāđāļŦāļĄ āļāļ°āļ่āļ§āļĒāđāļŦ้āļ§ัāļāđāļŦāļāļēāđ āļāļāļāļู้āļŠูāļāļāļēāļĒุāļŠāļāđāļŠāļึ้āļāđāļ้
Ian Mc
https://www.quora.com/profile/Ian-McClymont-4
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Everything cuts both ways.
I’m 74 and my last relationship ended 2–1/2 years ago. The independence and freedom that comes with living alone have a lot to say for themselves. Not having to worry about the needs, particulars, sensibilities, etc. of the other person feels liberating. On the other hand, sharing experiences, chores, friends, etc. has an awful lot to say for itself! Am I lonely, living alone? Yeah, I miss having someone around. But, there’s the upside, also.
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Do you really care if you live to old age or not?
Honestly, as a medical doctor, I don't really know if I would want to reach a really high age anymore. Many old people don't see and hear well anymore, find hearing aids uncomfortable, and have chronic pain in their back and limbs. They start to fall and break things, becoming scared of the loss of independence. Many suffer from incontinence. The fear of real dementia is a terror. Many have seen all their friends and family, often even their children die. Many experience trouble connecting with grandchildren and great-grandchildren because the world has changed so much since their youth. Forming new friendships gets increasingly difficult because they don't meet many new people and are physically incapable to go out much. Or they lack the money to take up new hobbies. Many did not anticipate living that long and do not have the funds to live really comfortably and even those that do often end up in a home because they are incapable of taking care of themselves.
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I’ve already hit old age insofar as I consider it old. I’m 74. I really didnt “feel” old until the last year or so. Anyway, it is what it is, and you can’t change what’s coming. I’m cool w it. Do I care a lot about living more. It’d be nice but …
…. When I look back, i say: it was a great ride. I’ve lived a few different types of lives, traveled the world, saw and learned a lot along the way, experienced great adventures, “gave back” by having a positive impact on people’s lives, and i have loved and been loved. I could kick tomorrow with no regrets about having missed something or not doing that which i wanted to. My cup is full. However …..
….. It ain’t over - how does it go? - till the fat lady sings. More is still getting added to my cup even now at 74, as I’m about to shoot scenes in my 13 or 14th film ( short and feature length) since I retired in 2017 from my “day job” of over forty years in the IT consulting business. Retirement released me to pursue my dream of being a good supporting actor. How blessed I’ve been to have accomplished that during the last 5–6 years of retirement.
At 74 I think a little bit about death now. I think we all shoukd think a little about it by the time we hit 70, no? Anyway, I finally have. I had my will and advanced directives done long ago. Check. I’m gonna write up instructions & directions for folks about accounts, passwords, keys, lock boxes, etc., soon. Check. The only thing that weighs heavy on my mind about passing now, tho, is all my “stuff.” No, I’m not gonna break into George Carlin’s classic rant on “stuff,” nor am i gonna shallowly talk about missing it. After all, it’s just … well, stuff. But how people will have to deal with my stuff, after I’m gone, as modest as my acquisitions have been, is one of my remaining loose ends, mentally & physically, to deal with. Any reading suggestions on this topic are welcomed.
Yup, all the stuff I’ve got, it’s not excessive as Carlin ranted about, but I’ve got a 2br apartment’s worth of pottery, pictures, art work, mementos, memorabilia and a vast amount of “tchotchkes” accumulated thru the years, to say nothing of a few junk drawers of minor stuff that will need to be sorted thru and dealt with by my survivors who are all out of state and scattered across the country now. I feel kinda bad that 2 or 3 people are gonna have to come and deal with all my “stuff,” and will be feeling a little guilty about getting rid of the vast majority of it cuz they got their own “stuff.” I’ll be dead so I shouldn’t care about the stuff ( i really don’t) but I well remember dealing with all my Mom’s stuff a few years ago. A real chore it was. So, i gotta live at least a little while longer cuz my “stuff” has to be addressed - unless my close loved ones really piss me off lol
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Years ago I never thought I’d live past 40. Now, having recently celebrated my 71st birthday with the most beautiful girl in the world (who is an aging-with-class 41-year-old) I am having a splendid time and have no intention of checking out anytime soon. The only things that make me feel “old” are the aches and pains of old injuries caused by my youthful indescretions (motorcycle accidents, gunshot wounds, bad parachute landings and the like.)
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At age 73, I suppose I hope to reach old age someday. I guess by 100 you’re finally considered elderly, but as a youngster, I still have miles to go before I sleep. Do I want them or not? If I’m allowed to stay in my 38-acre Garden of Eden without being hassled much by the Digital Age, by the government, or by green energy proselytizers, then maybe so. But there are already modern serpents threatening my idyllic home and life:
āļāļāļāļāļēāļĒุ 73 āļัāļāļิāļāļ§่āļēāļัāļāļŦāļ§ัāļāļ§่āļēāļāļ°āļึāļāļ§ัāļĒāļāļĢāļēāļŠัāļāļ§ัāļāļŦāļึ่āļ āļัāļāđāļāļēāļ§่āļēāđāļĄื่āļāļึāļāļāļēāļĒุ 100 āļี āļุāļāļ็āļāļ°āļืāļāļ§่āļēāļŠูāļāļāļēāļĒุāđāļĨ้āļ§ āđāļ่āđāļāļāļēāļāļ°āđāļ็āļ āļัāļāļĒัāļāļĄีāļีāļāļŦāļĨāļēāļĒāđāļĄāļĨ์āļี่āļ้āļāļāļāļģāļ่āļāļāļāļ°āđāļ้āļēāļāļāļ āļัāļāļ้āļāļāļāļēāļĢāļāļ§āļāđāļāļēāļŦāļĢืāļāđāļĄ่? āļ้āļēāļัāļāđāļ้āļĢัāļāļāļุāļāļēāļāđāļŦ้āļāļĒู่āđāļāļŠāļ§āļāđāļāđāļāļāļāļāļēāļ 38 āđāļāđāļāļāļĢ์āļāļāļāļัāļāđāļāļĒāđāļĄ่āļูāļāļĢāļāļāļ§āļāļāļēāļāļĒุāļāļิāļิāļัāļĨ āļĢัāļāļāļēāļĨ āļŦāļĢืāļāļู้āđāļāļĨี่āļĒāļāļĻāļēāļŠāļāļēāļี่āđāļ้āļāļĨัāļāļāļēāļāļŠีāđāļีāļĒāļ§ āļ็āļāļēāļāļāļ°āđāļ็āļāđāļ่āļāļั้āļ āđāļ่āļĄีāļูāļŠāļĄัāļĒāđāļŦāļĄ่āļุāļāļāļēāļĄāļ้āļēāļāđāļĨāļ°āļีāļ§ิāļāļัāļāļāļāļāļēāļĄāļāļāļāļัāļ:
1. Perpetually noisy airplane and helicopter flyovers.
1. āļŠāļ°āļāļēāļāļĨāļāļĒāđāļāļĢื่āļāļāļิāļāđāļĨāļ°āđāļŪāļĨิāļāļāļāđāļāļāļĢ์āļี่āļĄีāđāļŠีāļĒāļāļัāļāļāļĨāļāļāđāļ§āļĨāļē
2. The infernal difficulty of dealing with any agency’s customer service.
2. āļāļ§āļēāļĄāļĒāļēāļāļĨāļģāļāļēāļāđāļāļāļēāļĢāļัāļāļāļēāļĢāļัāļāļāļēāļĢāļāļĢิāļāļēāļĢāļĨูāļāļ้āļēāļāļāļāđāļāđāļāļāļี่
3. Abominable traffic congestion. After all, I must sometimes leave my bucolic fastness for groceries.
3. āļāļēāļĢāļāļĢāļēāļāļĢāļิāļāļัāļāļāļĒ่āļēāļāļ่āļēāļĢัāļāđāļีāļĒāļ āļ้āļēāļĒāļี่āļŠุāļ āļāļēāļāļāļĢั้āļāļัāļāļ็āļ้āļāļāļิ้āļāļāļ§āļēāļĄāļāļāļāļĒāļēāļāđāļื่āļāļื้āļāļāļāļāļāļģ
4. Loss of much of the beautiful wildlife in my area. Even bird numbers have fallen.
4. āļāļēāļĢāļŠูāļāđāļŠีāļĒāļŠัāļāļ§์āļ่āļēāļี่āļŠāļ§āļĒāļāļēāļĄāđāļāļื้āļāļี่āļāļāļāļัāļ āđāļĄ้āđāļ่āļāļģāļāļ§āļāļāļāļ็āļĨāļāļĨāļ
5. Traffic noise from the highways is now vexing my sleep.
5. āđāļŠีāļĒāļāļāļēāļĢāļāļĢāļēāļāļĢāļāļēāļāļāļēāļāļŦāļĨāļ§āļāļĢāļāļāļ§āļāļāļēāļĢāļāļāļāļŦāļĨัāļāļāļāļāļัāļ
6. Railroad traffic is frantically fast and obsessive, disturbing my night-time solace.
6. āļāļēāļĢāļāļĢāļēāļāļĢāļāļāļĢāļāđāļāđāļ็āļāđāļāļāļĒ่āļēāļāļĢāļ§āļāđāļĢ็āļ§āđāļĨāļ°āļ§ุ่āļāļ§āļēāļĒ āļĢāļāļāļ§āļāļิāļāđāļāļĒāļēāļĄāļ่āļģāļืāļāļāļāļāļัāļ
7. Increasing hostility in the populace is depressing.
7. āļāļ§āļēāļĄāđāļ็āļāļĻัāļāļĢูāļี่āđāļิ่āļĄāļึ้āļāđāļāļāļĢāļ°āļāļēāļāļāļāļģāļĨัāļāļāļāļ่āļģ
8. The looming threat of Artificial Intelligence and the havoc it may wreak on our job security and our personal lives.
8. āļ ัāļĒāļุāļāļāļēāļĄāļี่āļāļĢāļēāļāļāļึ้āļāļāļāļāļัāļāļāļēāļāļĢāļ°āļิāļĐāļ์āđāļĨāļ°āļāļ§āļēāļĄāđāļŠีāļĒāļŦāļēāļĒāļี่āļāļēāļāđāļิāļāļึ้āļāļัāļāļāļ§āļēāļĄāļĄั่āļāļāļāđāļāļŦāļ้āļēāļี่āļāļēāļĢāļāļēāļāđāļĨāļ°āļีāļ§ิāļāļŠ่āļ§āļāļัāļ§āļāļāļāđāļĢāļē
There are many other threats to our humanity, and I worry about what life in America will be like in 100 years, even 50. Perhaps it’s better to be absent from the planet before another few decades bring much greater complexity and difficulty, but then I’ll see a sunset and gentle dusk, Venus glowing above the horizon, and I’ll think, at least one more millennium, please.
āļĄีāļ ัāļĒāļุāļāļāļēāļĄāļื่āļ āđ āļีāļāļĄāļēāļāļĄāļēāļĒāļ่āļāļĄāļุāļĐāļĒāļāļēāļิāļāļāļāđāļĢāļē āđāļĨāļ°āļัāļāļัāļāļ§āļĨāļ§่āļēāļีāļ§ิāļāđāļāļāđāļĄāļĢิāļāļēāļāļ°āđāļ็āļāļāļĒ่āļēāļāđāļĢāđāļāļีāļ 100 āļี āđāļĄ้āļāļĢāļ°āļั่āļ 50 āļี āļāļēāļāļีāļĄัāļāļāļēāļāļāļ°āļีāļāļ§่āļēāļŦāļēāļāļ้āļāļāļāļēāļāđāļĨāļāļี้āđāļ āļ่āļāļāļี่āļีāļāļŠāļāļāļŠāļēāļĄāļāļĻāļ§āļĢāļĢāļĐāļāļ°āļāļģāļĄāļēāļึ่āļāļāļ§āļēāļĄāļัāļāļ้āļāļāđāļĨāļ°āļāļ§āļēāļĄāļĒāļēāļāļĨāļģāļāļēāļāļี่āļĄāļēāļāļึ้āļ āđāļ่āđāļĨ้āļ§āļัāļāļ็ āļāļ°āđāļ้āđāļŦ็āļāļāļĢāļ°āļāļēāļิāļāļĒ์āļāļāđāļĨāļ°āļāļĨāļāļ่āļģāļāļĒ่āļēāļāļ่āļāļāđāļĒāļ āļāļēāļ§āļĻุāļāļĢ์āļŠ่āļāļāđāļŠāļāļāļĒู่āđāļŦāļืāļāļāļāļāļ้āļē āđāļĨāļ°āļัāļāļิāļāļ§่āļē āļāļāđāļ§āļĨāļēāļีāļāļāļĒ่āļēāļāļ้āļāļĒāļŦāļึ่āļāļัāļāļี
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Do most 65-year-olds sit at home all day just eat, sleep, and watch TV?
My father is approaching the age of 65.
He actually thought he could just sit at home, eat, sleep, and watch TV, tried that, but it turned out to be way too boring and he never expected what was coming his way in a couple of years.
So after retirement, he put his knowledge and experience to good use and started working as a management consultant. He takes on projects in western and southern India from time to time and travels when needed.
Otherwise, he loves sitting on the rocking chair on our sunny balcony and reading the newspaper.
His schedule was pretty relaxed until last year when, unfortunately, my granny and mom were both incapacitated one after the other. Even with hired help, the dependency on him didn’t disappear.
āļāļēāļĢāļēāļāļāļēāļāļāļāļāđāļāļēāļ่āļāļāļ้āļēāļāļ่āļāļāļāļĨāļēāļĒāļāļāļāļĢāļ°āļั่āļāđāļĄื่āļāļีāļี่āđāļĨ้āļ§ āđāļāļāđāļĄ่āļีāļี่āļĒ่āļēāđāļĨāļ°āđāļĄ่āļāļāļāļัāļāđāļĢ้āļāļ§āļēāļĄāļŠāļēāļĄāļēāļĢāļāļั้āļāļู่ āđāļĄ้āļāļ°āđāļ้āļĢัāļāļāļēāļĢāļ§่āļēāļ้āļēāļāļāļ§āļēāļĄāļ่āļ§āļĒāđāļŦāļĨืāļ āļāļēāļĢāļึ่āļāļāļēāđāļāļēāļ็āđāļĄ่āđāļ้āļŦāļēāļĒāđāļ
At his age, he is changing diapers, cleaning them when the nurse is on leave, cooking delicious meals, managing the household, undertaking some of the daily chores, paying bills, shopping, and a lot more.
I help him as much as possible by taking care of online technology-related stuff, anything that can be done from half a globe away. He is probably more interested in recipes and the kitchen now than I am.
I would love for him to sit back, relax, watch TV, and enjoy the fruits of his glorious professional life.
But not everyone has that luxury.
Many senior citizens continue to be involved in one thing or the other unless they are medically unfit and unable to move around.
- Some work for money, to pay their bills since Govt doesn’t give a pension to everyone
- Some work for productive engagement of the brain, to remain mentally active
- Some don’t have another choice and work out of helplessness
- Some just can’t retire and take a back seat, so they’ll continue to boss around other family members
With advances in medicine and awareness in people, most seniors are pretty fit in their 60s and wouldn’t want to bore themselves to death by turning into couch potatoes.
Even if they want to, it’s totally their choice.
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I’m 68, For the past two weeks I have cleaned out two storage units for people who hadn’t seen the light of day for 40 years. The families couldn’t deal with the hoarding and compulsive buying of the deceased mother. Next week I will start on her home. Who has time to sit around with so much to do? Even found a 33 record with Rory Storm and the hurricanes. , unopened Beatles, chubby checker. So much stuff. So much fun.
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Sounds kinda depressing to me, but I'm sure there are some older people that do that. I presume their sedentary lifestyles are related to certain medical issues.
But the majority of older folks are probably like me … physically active, maybe working part-time, and trying to maintain positive mental attitudes.
I'm hoping these things will carry me into my 80s, but who knows. (I play the cards I've been dealt, and move forward.)
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I’m closer to 80 than to 65. I’m lucky to be fit and relatively healthy. I’ve been criticized for still running down the stairs. After my husband of 40 years died, I waited 5 years before I decided I didn’t want to live alone. I went on a dating site, figuring if I found others my age, they would be as curious about life as myself. I figured if I could not find love, at least I could find companionship and adventure. In the past 5 years, I’ve visited 3 different continents with wonderful partners…. who have since passed away. (Therein lies another story.) But 2 years ago I met an amazing man…. I think I finally know what is meant by the term ‘soul-mate’. We both live in a state of amazement, considering our ages. When we are not analyzing our lives and world politics…. for hours at a time…. we are following other passions. Painting and writing for me. Sports and politics for him.
I have friends who have chosen to be single, and they do eat, sleep and watch TV..(As do I.) But they also reap the benefits of the community and friendships that they have nurtured over the years. When I was younger I used to observe how older people seemed engrossed in their friendships, and was even a bit jealous of the warmth and generosity I saw. I have now joined that circle. Yes, we will each of us probably be a bit surprised when it comes to our turn to pass on. (Funny how we don’t like the verb ‘to die’.)
When I read about the crisis of loneliness in our world, I feel very sad. Being connected, and feeling you belong turns out to be the deepest need for any sense of thriving. At least the problem has been identified…. and hopefully creative solutions will follow.
A word of advice: eat well, exercise your mind and body, just in case you live long enough to reap the benefits!
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Rose's Guardian
A wise person does not argue with fools. But sometimes the temptation to do so is irresistible. ðĪ
āļāļāļāļĨāļēāļāđāļĄ่āđāļ้āđāļีāļĒāļāļัāļāļāļāđāļ่ āđāļ่āļāļēāļāļāļĢั้āļāļāļēāļĢāļĨ่āļāļĨāļ§āļāđāļŦ้āļāļģāđāļ่āļāļั้āļāļ็āđāļĄ่āļāļēāļāļ้āļēāļāļāļēāļāđāļ้
Answer this question with photoes
Do most 65-year-olds sit at home all day just eat, sleep, and watch TV?
Shoulda Coulda . . ...
I think firstly this question should be whittled down from most to many 65-year-olds, or a lot of or even just some 65-year-olds. Also, "all day" doesn't quite work for anyone, not in a hospital or nursing home.
āļัāļāļิāļāļ§่āļēāļāļĢāļ°āļāļēāļĢāđāļĢāļ āļāļģāļāļēāļĄāļี้āļāļ§āļĢāļัāļāļāļāļāļāļēāļāļāļāļŠ่āļ§āļāđāļŦāļ่āđāļāļāļāļึāļāļāļēāļĒุ 65 āļีāļāļģāļāļ§āļāļĄāļēāļ āļŦāļĢืāļāļŦāļĨāļēāļĒāļāļāļŦāļĢืāļāđāļĄ้āđāļ่āđāļีāļĒāļāļāļēāļāļāļāļี่āļĄีāļāļēāļĒุ 65 āļี āļāļāļāļāļēāļāļี้ "āļั้āļāļ§ัāļ" āđāļĄ่āđāļ้āļāļĨāļŠāļģāļŦāļĢัāļāļุāļāļāļ āđāļĄ่āđāļ่āđāļāđāļĢāļāļāļĒāļēāļāļēāļĨāļŦāļĢืāļāļ้āļēāļāļัāļāļāļāļāļĢāļē
Leaving out the eating and sleeping thing, which all people between birth and death do, the question that I'll address is really about whether a lot of older people spend the majority of their time at home, with entertainment limited to such things as watching television or reading books (vision permitting), or perhaps some gentle craft (hands permitting).
āļĨāļ°āļิ้āļāđāļĢื่āļāļāļิāļāđāļĨāļ°āđāļĢื่āļāļāļāļāļ āļึ่āļāļุāļāļāļāļĢāļ°āļŦāļ§่āļēāļāđāļิāļāđāļĨāļ°āļāļēāļĒāļāļģāļัāļ āļāļģāļāļēāļĄāļี่āļัāļāļāļ°āļูāļāļึāļāļāļĢิāļāđ āļ็āļืāļāļ§่āļēāļāļāļŠูāļāļāļēāļĒุāļāļģāļāļ§āļāļĄāļēāļāđāļ้āđāļ§āļĨāļēāļŠ่āļ§āļāđāļŦāļ่āļāļĒู่āļี่āļ้āļēāļāļŦāļĢืāļāđāļĄ่ āđāļāļĒāļāļ§āļēāļĄāļัāļāđāļิāļāļāļģāļัāļāļāļĒู่āđāļ่āļāļēāļĢāļูāđāļ่āļēāļั้āļ āđāļāļĢāļัāļĻāļ์āļŦāļĢืāļāļ่āļēāļāļŦāļัāļāļŠืāļ (āļāļุāļāļēāļāđāļŦ้āļĄāļāļāđāļŦ็āļāđāļ้) āļŦāļĢืāļāļāļēāļāđāļ็āļāļāļēāļāļีāļĄืāļāļี่āļ่āļāļāđāļĒāļ (āļāļุāļāļēāļāđāļŦ้āđāļ้āļĄืāļ)
Reading those (admittedly expected) posts from those people — of whom we all know or have heard of at least one — who fly through their golden years, barely slowing down long enough to take a brief nap at night before leaping out of bed to organize family fun events, go kayaking, trek the Himalayas, play with their grandchildren, organize bake sales, clean the house, do the gardening, train for their first marathon or whatever and have the best retirement evah, you have to admit they have a lifestyle that sounds fabulous. They really do.
āļ่āļēāļāđāļāļŠāļ์ (āļี่āļāļēāļāļŦāļ§ัāļ) āļāļēāļāļāļāđāļŦāļĨ่āļēāļั้āļ āļึ่āļāđāļĢāļēāļุāļāļāļāļĢู้āļัāļāļŦāļĢืāļāđāļāļĒāđāļ้āļĒิāļāļāļĒ่āļēāļāļ้āļāļĒāļŦāļึ่āļāļāļāļี่āļิāļāļ่āļēāļāļีāļāļāļāļāļāļāļāļ§āļāđāļāļē āđāļāļāļāļ°āđāļĄ่āļ้āļēāļĨāļāļāļēāļāļāļāļี่āļāļ°āļีāļāļŦāļĨัāļāļŠั้āļāđ āđāļāļāļāļāļāļĨāļēāļāļืāļāļ่āļāļāļี่āļāļ°āļāļĢāļ°āđāļāļāļāļāļāļāļēāļāđāļีāļĒāļāđāļื่āļāļัāļāļĢāļ°āđāļีāļĒāļ āļิāļāļāļĢāļĢāļĄāļŠāļุāļāđ āļŠāļģāļŦāļĢัāļāļāļĢāļāļāļāļĢัāļ§ āđāļāļāļēāļĒāđāļĢืāļāļāļēāļĒัāļ āđāļิāļāļ่āļēāļāļāđāļืāļāļāđāļāļēāļŦิāļĄāļēāļĨัāļĒ āđāļĨ่āļāļัāļāļŦāļĨāļēāļāđ āļัāļāļāļēāļāļāļēāļĒāļāļāļĄāļāļ āļāļģāļāļ§āļēāļĄāļŠāļ°āļāļēāļāļ้āļēāļ āļāļģāļŠāļ§āļ āļึāļāļ§ิ่āļāļĄāļēāļĢāļēāļāļāļāļāļĢั้āļāđāļĢāļāļŦāļĢืāļāļāļ°āđāļĢāļ็āļāļēāļĄ āđāļĨāļ°āļĄีāđāļิāļāđāļāļĐีāļĒāļāļี่āļีāļี่āļŠุāļ āļุāļāļ้āļāļāļĒāļāļĄāļĢัāļāļ§่āļēāļāļ§āļāđāļāļēāļĄีāđāļĨāļ์āļŠāđāļāļĨ์ āļั่āļāļัāļāļูāđāļŦāļĨืāļāđāļื่āļ āļāļ§āļāđāļāļēāļāļģāļāļĢิāļāđ
It’s also probably the lifestyle a lot of us wanted or thought we would have at 65.
āļāļāļāļāļēāļāļี้āļĒัāļāļāļēāļāđāļ็āļāļ§ิāļีāļีāļ§ิāļāļี่āļāļ§āļāđāļĢāļēāļŦāļĨāļēāļĒāļāļāļ้āļāļāļāļēāļĢāļŦāļĢืāļāļิāļāļ§่āļēāđāļĢāļēāļāļ°āļĄีāđāļĄื่āļāļāļēāļĒุ 65 āļี
But life sometimes has different ideas. Maybe you will never have children. You might not even have had a good marriage. Maybe something happened to your job or your retirement funds. Maybe you suffered an unexpected illness or accident that impacted your life.
āđāļ่āļีāļ§ิāļāļāļēāļāļāļĢั้āļāļ็āļĄีāļāļ§āļēāļĄāļิāļāļี่āđāļāļāļ่āļēāļāļัāļ āļāļēāļāļีāļุāļāļāļēāļāļāļ°āđāļĄ่āļĄีāļĨูāļ āļุāļāļāļēāļāđāļĄ่āđāļ้āļĄีāļีāļ§ิāļāļŠāļĄāļĢāļŠāļี่āļีāļ้āļ§āļĒāļ้āļģ āļāļēāļāļĄีāļāļēāļāļāļĒ่āļēāļāđāļิāļāļึ้āļāļัāļāļāļēāļāļŦāļĢืāļāđāļิāļāđāļāļĐีāļĒāļāļāļāļāļุāļ āļāļēāļāļีāļุāļāļāļēāļāļāļĢāļ°āļŠāļāļāļ§āļēāļĄāđāļ็āļāļ่āļ§āļĒāļŦāļĢืāļāļุāļัāļิāđāļŦāļุāļี่āđāļĄ่āļāļēāļāļิāļāļึ่āļāļŠ่āļāļāļĨāļāļĢāļ°āļāļāļ่āļāļีāļ§ิāļāļāļāļāļุāļ
Some people at 65 are living the dream and good for them. ðĪ Lucky things. The rest of us? Maybe not so much.
āļāļēāļāļāļāļี่āļāļēāļĒุ 65 āļีāļāļģāļĨัāļāđāļ้āļีāļ§ิāļāļāļēāļĄāļāļ§āļēāļĄāļัāļāđāļĨāļ°āļีāļŠāļģāļŦāļĢัāļāļāļ§āļāđāļāļē ðĪ āļāļāļāļĄāļāļāļĨ. āļāļ§āļāđāļĢāļēāļี่āđāļŦāļĨืāļ? āļāļēāļāļāļ°āđāļĄ่āļĄāļēāļāļัāļ
I was heading toward something like that, sans children or a happy marriage, but very fit, still in academia, still modeling, and traveling. Marriage to a rather disordered person (no longer with us) had not allowed me to have many friends, but I had a couple. :) I had and have no family to speak of but I didn’t mind that too much.
āļัāļāļāļģāļĨัāļāļĄุ่āļāļŦāļ้āļēāđāļāđāļāļāļั้āļ āđāļāļĒāđāļĄ่āļ้āļāļāļĄีāļĨูāļāļŦāļĢืāļāļีāļ§ิāļāđāļ่āļāļāļēāļāļี่āļĄีāļāļ§āļēāļĄāļŠุāļ āđāļ่āļิāļāļĄāļēāļ āļĒัāļāļāļĒู่āđāļāļ§āļāļ§ิāļāļēāļāļēāļĢ āļĒัāļāđāļ็āļāļāļēāļāđāļāļ āđāļĨāļ°āļāļģāļĨัāļāļ่āļāļāđāļี่āļĒāļ§āļāļĒู่ āļāļēāļĢāđāļ่āļāļāļēāļāļัāļāļāļāļี่āļ่āļāļāļ้āļēāļāđāļ้āļēāļĢāļ°āđāļีāļĒāļ (āđāļĄ่āđāļ้āļāļĒู่āļัāļāđāļĢāļēāđāļĨ้āļ§) āđāļĄ่āđāļ้āļāļģāđāļŦ้āļัāļāļĄีāđāļื่āļāļāļĄāļēāļāļĄāļēāļĒ āđāļ่āļัāļāļĄีāļู่ :) āļัāļāļĄีāđāļĨāļ°āđāļĄ่āļĄีāļāļĢāļāļāļāļĢัāļ§āđāļŦ้āļูāļāļึāļ āđāļ่āļัāļāđāļĄ่āđāļ้āļŠāļāđāļāđāļĢื่āļāļāļั้āļāļĄāļēāļāļัāļ
See? My 60th birthday. āļู āļ§ัāļāđāļิāļāļีāļี่ 60 āļāļāļāļัāļ
Looks great and was lots of fun; just the six of us.
The lady in the red pants was someone whom I’d been closely acquainted with and who lived nearby. Due to illness followed by injury rolled up in life, I hadn't seen her for a couple of years except for an occasional meetup and then she unexpectedly died recently, the week before Christmas
āļู้āļŦāļิāļāļāļēāļāđāļāļāđāļāļāļืāļāļāļāļี่āļัāļāļุ้āļāđāļāļĒāđāļĨāļ°āļāļēāļĻัāļĒāļāļĒู่āđāļāļĨ้āđ āđāļื่āļāļāļāļēāļāļāļ§āļēāļĄāđāļ็āļāļ่āļ§āļĒāđāļĨāļ°āļāļēāļāļēāļĢāļāļēāļāđāļ็āļāļŠāļ°āļŠāļĄāđāļāļีāļ§ิāļ āļัāļāđāļĄ่āđāļ้āļāļāđāļāļāļĄāļēāļŠāļāļāļีāđāļĨ้āļ§ āļĒāļāđāļ§้āļāđāļีāļĒāļāļāļēāļĢāļāļāļāļ°āļัāļāđāļ็āļāļāļĢั้āļāļāļĢāļēāļ§ āđāļĨāļ°āđāļĄ่āļāļēāļāļĄāļēāļี้āđāļāļāļ็āđāļŠีāļĒāļีāļ§ิāļāļāļĒ่āļēāļāđāļĄ่āļāļēāļāļิāļ āļŦāļึ่āļāļŠัāļāļāļēāļŦ์āļ่āļāļāļ§ัāļāļāļĢิāļŠāļ์āļĄāļēāļŠ
. The lady with the short dark hair is my hairdresser. The guy was someone who was down on his luck a bit so I let him and his dog live in my other home for free while he got back on his feet and he wanted to make a birthday thing for me as a Thank You. He's long gone now.
āļู้āļŦāļิāļāļāļĄāļŠั้āļāļŠีāđāļ้āļĄāļืāļāļ่āļēāļāļāļģāļāļĄāļāļāļāļัāļ āļู้āļāļēāļĒāļāļāļี้āđāļ็āļāļāļāļี่āđāļāļāđāļĄ่āļีāļิāļāļŦāļ่āļāļĒ āļัāļāļั้āļāļัāļāļึāļāļāļĨ่āļāļĒāđāļŦ้āđāļāļēāđāļĨāļ°āļŠุāļัāļāļāļāļāđāļāļēāļāļēāļĻัāļĒāļāļĒู่āđāļāļ้āļēāļāļีāļāļŦāļĨัāļāļāļāļāļัāļāļāļĢี āđāļāļāļāļ°āļี่āđāļāļēāļāļĨัāļāļĄāļēāļĒืāļāđāļ้āļีāļāļāļĢั้āļ āđāļĨāļ°āđāļāļēāļ้āļāļāļāļēāļĢāļāļģāļāļāļāļāļ§ัāļāļ§ัāļāđāļิāļāđāļŦ้āļัāļāđāļื่āļāđāļ็āļāļāļēāļĢāļāļāļāļุāļ āļāļāļāļี้āđāļāļēāļŦāļēāļĒāđāļāļāļēāļ
The shorter lady with short blond hair was my friend for many years from the dog park who moved quite a long way away a few months after that birthday and whom I have now lost contact with.
āļู้āļŦāļิāļāļัāļ§āđāļี้āļĒāļี่āļĄีāļāļĄāļŠีāļāļĨāļāļāļ์āļŠั้āļāđāļ็āļāđāļื่āļāļāļāļāļāļัāļāļŦāļĨāļēāļĒāļีāļāļēāļāļŠāļ§āļāļŠุāļัāļāļึ่āļāļĒ้āļēāļĒāļāļāļāđāļāļ่āļāļāļ้āļēāļāđāļāļĨāđāļĄ่āļี่āđāļืāļāļāļŦāļĨัāļāļāļēāļāļ§ัāļāđāļิāļāļั้āļāđāļĨāļ°āļāļāļāļี้āļัāļāļ็āļāļēāļāļāļēāļĢāļิāļāļ่āļāļ้āļ§āļĒ
The lady with the long dark hair was my best friend for 38 years. She died from a brain aneurysm not long after these photos were taken. Life changes whether you want it to or not.
āļู้āļŦāļิāļāļāļĄāļĒāļēāļ§āļŠีāđāļ้āļĄāđāļ็āļāđāļื่āļāļāļี่āļีāļี่āļŠุāļāļāļāļāļัāļāļĄāļē 38 āļี āđāļāļāđāļŠีāļĒāļีāļ§ิāļāļāļēāļāđāļŠ้āļāđāļĨืāļāļāđāļāļŠāļĄāļāļāđāļ่āļāļāļāļāļŦāļĨัāļāļāļēāļāļ่āļēāļĒāļ āļēāļāđāļ้āđāļĄ่āļāļēāļ āļีāļ§ิāļāđāļāļĨี่āļĒāļāđāļāđāļĄ่āļ§่āļēāļุāļāļ้āļāļāļāļēāļĢāļŦāļĢืāļāđāļĄ่āļ็āļāļēāļĄ
After this photo, I began to feel unwell, had bird flu, and so on, but I took a trip to India for a while and went on a couple of cruises. But I began to struggle with unusual fatigue, including exercise fatigue. A couple of years after my birthday I was in the UK and suffered an enormous heart attack known colloquially as a 'widow maker'. My coronary arteries (including the left anterior descending artery) had become blocked with scar tissue (not plaque). Gown courtesy of the UK’s NHS. (Looks hot, no?)
āļŦāļĨัāļāļāļēāļāļĢูāļāļี้ āļัāļāđāļĢิ่āļĄāļĢู้āļŠึāļāđāļĄ่āļŠāļāļēāļĒ āđāļ็āļāļŦāļ§ัāļāļāļ āđāļĨāļ°āļื่āļāđ āđāļ่āļัāļāđāļāđāļี่āļĒāļ§āļิāļāđāļีāļĒāļĄāļēāļัāļāļŦāļึ่āļāđāļĨāļ°āļĨ่āļāļāđāļĢืāļāļŠāļāļāļŠāļēāļĄāļāļĢั้āļ āđāļ่āļัāļāđāļĢิ่āļĄāļ่āļāļŠู้āļัāļāļāļ§āļēāļĄāđāļŦāļื่āļāļĒāļĨ้āļēāļี่āļิāļāļāļāļิāļĢāļ§āļĄāļึāļāļāļ§āļēāļĄāđāļŦāļื่āļāļĒāļĨ้āļēāļāļēāļāļāļēāļĢāļāļāļāļāļģāļĨัāļāļāļēāļĒ āļŠāļāļāļŠāļēāļĄāļีāļŦāļĨัāļāļāļēāļāļ§ัāļāđāļิāļāļāļāļāļัāļ āļัāļāļāļĒู่āđāļāļŠāļŦāļĢāļēāļāļāļēāļāļēāļัāļāļĢāđāļĨāļ°āļāļĢāļ°āļŠāļāļัāļāļāļēāļāļēāļĢāļŦัāļ§āđāļāļ§āļēāļĒāļāļĢั้āļāđāļŦāļ่āļี่āđāļĢีāļĒāļāļัāļāļิāļāļāļēāļāļ§่āļē 'āđāļĄ่āļŦāļĄ้āļēāļĒ' āļŦāļĨāļāļāđāļĨืāļāļāļŦัāļ§āđāļāļāļāļāļัāļ (āļĢāļ§āļĄāļึāļāļŦāļĨāļāļāđāļĨืāļāļāđāļāļāļāļēāļāļĄāļēāļāđāļāļ้āļāļĒāļ้āļēāļāļŦāļ้āļēāļ้āļēāļĒ) āļูāļāļāļĨ็āļāļāļ้āļ§āļĒāđāļื้āļāđāļĒื่āļāđāļāļĨāđāļ็āļ (āđāļĄ่āđāļ่āļāļĢāļēāļāļุāļĨิāļāļāļĢีāļĒ์) āđāļŠื้āļāļāļĨุāļĄāļี่āđāļ้āļĢัāļāļāļ§āļēāļĄāļāļุāđāļāļĢāļēāļ°āļŦ์āļāļēāļ NHS āļāļāļāļŠāļŦāļĢāļēāļāļāļēāļāļēāļัāļāļĢ (āļูāļĢ้āļāļāđāļĄ่āđāļ่āđāļŦāļĢāļ?)
Obviously, I survived but five months later, I had a terrible accident and was in hospital for months. Not having any family or others, I had no visitors but I kinda didn’t care. I was in too much pain and again, initially not expected to live. I slept a lot and sometimes watched Netflix on my iPad. A nurse took a picture of me with my iPad, but the device came off badly in an argument with a cup of chamomile tea and died before uploading the photo. This was the view from my bed that I took with my phone one day. Tres are boring. :)
āđāļŦ็āļāđāļ้āļัāļāļ§่āļēāļัāļāļĢāļāļāļีāļ§ิāļāļĄāļēāđāļ้ āđāļ่āļีāļ 5 āđāļืāļāļāļ่āļāļĄāļē āļัāļāļāļĢāļ°āļŠāļāļุāļัāļิāđāļŦāļุāļĢ้āļēāļĒāđāļĢāļāđāļĨāļ°āļ้āļāļāļĢัāļāļĐāļēāļัāļ§āđāļāđāļĢāļāļāļĒāļēāļāļēāļĨāđāļ็āļāđāļ§āļĨāļēāļŦāļĨāļēāļĒāđāļืāļāļ āđāļĄ่āļĄีāļāļĢāļāļāļāļĢัāļ§āļŦāļĢืāļāļāļāļื่āļ āđ āļัāļāđāļĄ่āļĄีāļāļāļĄāļēāđāļĒี่āļĒāļĄ āđāļ่āļัāļāļ็āđāļĄ่āļŠāļāđāļ āļัāļāđāļ็āļāļāļ§āļāļĄāļēāļāđāļิāļāđāļāđāļĨāļ°āļีāļāļāļĢั้āļ āļāļāļāđāļĢāļāđāļĄ่āļิāļāļ§่āļēāļāļ°āļĄีāļีāļ§ิāļāļāļĒู่ āļัāļāļāļāļāđāļĒāļāļ°āđāļĨāļ°āļāļēāļāļāļĢั้āļāļ็āļู Netflix āļāļ iPad āļāļāļāļัāļ āļāļĒāļēāļāļēāļĨāļ่āļēāļĒāļĢูāļāļัāļāļ้āļ§āļĒāđāļāđāļāļ āđāļ่āļุāļāļāļĢāļ์āļŦāļĨุāļāļāļēāļāļāļēāļĢāđāļ้āđāļีāļĒāļāļัāļāļāļēāļāļēāđāļĄāļĄāļēāļĒāļĨ์āđāļĨāļ°āđāļŠีāļĒāļีāļ§ิāļāļ่āļāļāļี่āļāļ°āļัāļāđāļŦāļĨāļāļĢูāļāļ āļēāļ āļี่āļืāļāļ§ิāļ§āļāļēāļāđāļีāļĒāļāļāļāļāļāļāļāļัāļāļี่āļัāļāļ่āļēāļĒāļ้āļ§āļĒāđāļāļĢāļĻัāļāļ์āđāļāļ§ัāļāļŦāļึ่āļ Tres āļ่āļēāđāļื่āļ :)
I had quite a lot of breaks and fractures. Now I have a special parking permit for my car, which is kinda cool, but I can't walk or pick things up or clean my house like I used to, and that sucks.
āļัāļāļĄีāļāļēāļāļēāļĢāđāļāļāļŦัāļāđāļĨāļ°āđāļāļāļŦัāļāļ่āļāļāļ้āļēāļāļĄāļēāļ āļāļāļāļี้āļัāļāļĄีāđāļāļāļุāļāļēāļāļāļāļāļĢāļāđāļāļāļิāđāļĻāļĐāļŠāļģāļŦāļĢัāļāļĢāļāļāļāļāļัāļ āļึ่āļāļ่āļāļāļ้āļēāļāļี āđāļ่āļัāļāđāļĄ่āļŠāļēāļĄāļēāļĢāļāđāļิāļāļŦāļĢืāļāļŦāļĒิāļāļāļāļāļŦāļĢืāļāļāļģāļāļ§āļēāļĄāļŠāļ°āļāļēāļāļ้āļēāļāđāļŦāļĄืāļāļāđāļĄื่āļāļ่āļāļāđāļ้ āđāļĨāļ°āļั่āļāđāļĒ่āļĄāļēāļ
And now . . . Now I’d love to have that energetic kind of life I used to have; the kind of life I thought I’d still have; but I don’t. Sadly, reading about those people of an age similar to mine who do have that life, the great partner, the family, go white water rafting, mountain climbing, organizing huge extended family reunions and so on makes me feel . . . not jealous so much as inadequate.
āđāļĨāļ°āļāļāļāļี้ . . . āļāļāļāļี้ āļัāļāļāļĒāļēāļāļāļ°āļĄีāļีāļ§ิāļāļี่āļāļĢāļ°āļัāļāļāļĢāļ°āđāļāļāđāļāļāļี่āļัāļāđāļāļĒāļĄี āļีāļ§ิāļāđāļāļāļี่āļัāļāļิāļāļ§่āļēāļัāļāļĒัāļāļĄีāļāļĒู่ āđāļ่āļัāļāļāļģāđāļĄ่āđāļ้ āļ่āļēāđāļĻāļĢ้āļēāļี่āļāļēāļĢāļ่āļēāļāđāļี่āļĒāļ§āļัāļāļāļāļี่āļĄีāļāļēāļĒุāđāļāļĨ้āđāļีāļĒāļāļัāļāļัāļāļี่āļĄีāļีāļ§ิāļāđāļ่āļāļั้āļ āļู่āļีāļ§ิāļāļี่āļี āļāļĢāļāļāļāļĢัāļ§ āļāļēāļĢāļĨ่āļāļāđāļ่āļ āļāļēāļĢāļีāļāđāļāļē āļāļēāļĢāļัāļāļāļēāļāļืāļāļŠู่āđāļŦāļĒ้āļēāļāļāļāļāļĢāļāļāļāļĢัāļ§āđāļŦāļ่āđāļĨāļ°āļื่āļ āđ āļāļģāđāļŦ้āļัāļāļĢู้āļŠึāļ . . āđāļĄ่āļิāļāļāļēāļāļāđāļิāļāļāļāļี
Statistically speaking, our chances of illness or injury significantly increase after 60. Life, our lives, can turn on a dime, and change in literally a heartbeat, and we have to come to terms with a new normal. That may very well include limited time out of the house and quite a lot of time on the bed or wherever, reading, watching television, or just resting.
āļูāļāļāļēāļĄāļŠāļิāļิāđāļĨ้āļ§ āđāļāļāļēāļŠāđāļ็āļāļ่āļ§āļĒāļŦāļĢืāļāļāļēāļāđāļ็āļāļāļāļāđāļĢāļēāđāļิ่āļĄāļึ้āļāļāļĒ่āļēāļāļĄāļēāļāļŦāļĨัāļāļāļēāļāļāļēāļĒุ 60 āļี āļีāļ§ิāļ āļีāļ§ิāļāļāļāļāļāļāđāļĢāļēāđāļāļĨี่āļĒāļāđāļāļĨāļāđāļ้āđāļีāļĒāļāđāļĨ็āļāļ้āļāļĒ āđāļĨāļ°āđāļāļĨี่āļĒāļāđāļāļĨāļāđāļāļัāļāļŦāļ§āļ°āļāļēāļĢāđāļ้āļāļāļāļāļŦัāļ§āđāļ āđāļĨāļ°āđāļĢāļēāļ้āļāļāļāļģāđāļāļัāļāļ§ิāļีāđāļŦāļĄ่ āļั่āļāļāļēāļāļĢāļ§āļĄāļึāļāđāļ§āļĨāļēāļี่āļāļģāļัāļāđāļāļāļēāļĢāļāļāļāļāļēāļāļ้āļēāļāđāļĨāļ°āļĄีāđāļ§āļĨāļēāļ่āļāļāļ้āļēāļāļĄāļēāļāļāļāđāļีāļĒāļāļŦāļĢืāļāļี่āđāļŦāļāļ็āļāļēāļĄ āļ่āļēāļāļŦāļัāļāļŠืāļ āļูāđāļāļĢāļัāļĻāļ์ āļŦāļĢืāļāđāļีāļĒāļāđāļ่āļัāļāļ่āļāļ
I do love and admire the get-up-and-go so many older people have, and I’m sure lots of people feel the same way. But those many people who would love to do the same but simply can’t, shouldn’t be forgotten or viewed as people who just aren’t doing everything they could. Their confined and limited lives are usually very different from what they imagined their lives would be like in their senior years.
āļัāļāļĢัāļāđāļĨāļ°āļื่āļāļāļĄāļāļēāļĢāļĨุāļāļึ้āļāđāļĨāļ°āđāļāļ่āļāļāļāļāļู้āļŠูāļāļ§ัāļĒāļāļģāļāļ§āļāļĄāļēāļ āđāļĨāļ°āļัāļāđāļ่āđāļāļ§่āļēāļŦāļĨāļēāļĒāļāļāļ็āļĢู้āļŠึāļāđāļāļāđāļีāļĒāļ§āļัāļ āđāļ่āļāļāļāļģāļāļ§āļāļĄāļēāļāļี่āļāļāļāļāļģāđāļ่āļāđāļีāļĒāļ§āļัāļāđāļ่āļāļģāđāļĄ่āđāļ้ āļ็āđāļĄ่āļāļ§āļĢāļูāļāļĨืāļĄāļŦāļĢืāļāļĄāļāļāļ§่āļēāđāļ็āļāļāļāļี่āđāļĄ่āđāļ้āļāļģāļุāļāļāļĒ่āļēāļāļี่āļāļģāđāļ้ āļีāļ§ิāļāļี่āļูāļāļุāļĄāļัāļāđāļĨāļ°āļāļģāļัāļāļāļāļāļāļ§āļāđāļāļēāļĄัāļāļāļ°āđāļāļāļ่āļēāļāļāļĒ่āļēāļāļĄāļēāļāļāļēāļāļŠิ่āļāļี่āļāļ§āļāđāļāļēāļิāļāļāļāļēāļāļēāļĢāļ§่āļēāļีāļ§ิāļāļāļāļāļāļ§āļāđāļāļēāļāļ°āđāļ็āļāđāļŦāļĄืāļāļāđāļāļีāļŠุāļāļ้āļēāļĒ
Beyond health issues, we must not forget the financial ordeals that have beset literally millions. I was very blessed to escape without too much damage but the GFC destroyed retirement plans for untold numbers and even left many homeless. There is any number of other financial crises outside the GFC that can and do happen unexpectedly, turning lives upside down; and of course, COVID struck and beyond those who sadly fell ill from it, businesses closed and people lost their jobs and anyone who came through the last 65 years still able to retire with their health relatively intact, a degree of comfort, and financial stability could do worse than consider, there but for the grace of….
āļāļāļāļāļēāļāļัāļāļŦāļēāļŠุāļāļ āļēāļāđāļĨ้āļ§ āđāļĢāļēāļ้āļāļāđāļĄ่āļĨืāļĄāļāļ§āļēāļĄāļĒāļēāļāļĨāļģāļāļēāļāļāļēāļāļāļēāļĢāđāļิāļāļี่āļĢุāļĄāđāļĢ้āļēāļāļāļัāļāļĨ้āļēāļ āļัāļāļĄีāļāļ§āļēāļĄāļŠุāļāļĄāļēāļāļี่āļŦāļีāđāļ้āđāļāļĒāđāļĄ่āļĄีāļāļ§āļēāļĄāđāļŠีāļĒāļŦāļēāļĒāļĄāļēāļāđāļิāļāđāļ āđāļ่ GFC āļāļģāļĨāļēāļĒāđāļāļāļāļēāļĢāđāļāļĐีāļĒāļāļāļēāļĒุāđāļ็āļāļāļģāļāļ§āļāļĄāļŦāļēāļĻāļēāļĨāđāļĨāļ°āļĒัāļāļāļģāđāļŦ้āļāļāđāļĢ้āļ้āļēāļāļีāļāļāļģāļāļ§āļāļĄāļēāļ āļĄีāļ§ิāļāļĪāļāļāļēāļĢāļ์āļāļēāļāļāļēāļĢāđāļิāļāļื่āļāđ āļีāļāļāļģāļāļ§āļāļĄāļēāļāļāļāļ GFC āļี่āļŠāļēāļĄāļēāļĢāļāđāļĨāļ°āđāļิāļāļึ้āļāđāļ้āđāļāļĒāđāļĄ่āļāļēāļāļิāļ āļึ่āļāļāļģāđāļŦ้āļีāļ§ิāļāļāļĨิāļāļัāļ āđāļĨāļ°āđāļ่āļāļāļāļ§่āļēāđāļĢāļāđāļāļ§ิāļāđāļ้āļēāļāļĢāļāļāļāļģāđāļĨāļ°āļāļāļāļāļēāļāļู้āļี่āļ่āļ§āļĒāļ้āļ§āļĒāļāļ§āļēāļĄāđāļĻāļĢ้āļē āļุāļĢāļิāļāļิāļāđāļĨāļ°āļู้āļāļāļāļāļāļēāļ āđāļĨāļ°āđāļāļĢāļ็āļāļēāļĄāļี่āļāļēāļĒุ 65 āļีāļี่āļ่āļēāļāļĄāļēāļĒัāļāļŠāļēāļĄāļēāļĢāļāđāļāļĐีāļĒāļāđāļ้āđāļāļĒāļี่āļŠุāļāļ āļēāļāļ่āļāļāļ้āļēāļāļŠāļĄāļูāļĢāļ์ āļŠāļāļēāļĒāđāļāđāļ้āļĢāļ°āļัāļāļŦāļึ่āļāđāļĨāļ°āļĄีāļāļ§āļēāļĄāļĄั่āļāļāļāļāļēāļāļāļēāļĢāđāļิāļ āļāļģāđāļŠีāļĒāļĒิ่āļāļāļ§่āļēāļāļģāļึāļāļĄีāđāļ่āđāļื่āļāļāļĢāļ°āļุāļāļāļāļ….
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