aging – My journey with Parkinsons

When are we old or elderly?

My husband and I often have a chat about our ages and how we feel about the age we are. We often say that it doesn’t compute that I am 64 and he is 66. In many ways we don’t feel that old, but then – especially for me – my creaky body reminds meContinue reading “When are we old or elderly?”

I am the old woman – A poem

If ever there is someone I make fun of on a regular basis, it is me! I rely on my sense of humour that I don’t offend myself and hopefully therefore do not offend anyone else. Today I realised, I am an old woman. So, I wrote a poem about it. As you do! OrContinue reading “I am the old woman – A poem”

When is old, old?

I did a podcast yesterday about aging. As in the title, ‘When is old, old?’ The number you have reached chronologically does not necessary reflect your abilities and does not necessarily preclude you from certain activities. As in the case of my selling my e-bike recently at just shy of 64, this was a personalContinue reading “When is old, old?”

To my love…

Will you hold my hand when I’m old and gray? Will you hold my hand when I’m old? Will you kiss my lips as you do today? If I may make so bold… Will you look with love in these eyes of mine… When age begins to show? Will you drink with me that sweetContinue reading “To my love…”

Where is the little boy?

Where is the little boy, who learnt to write his name? He stands here now before you, supported by a frame. Where is the little girl, who learnt to tie her lace? She sits there in her chair, with lines upon her face. Where is the little boy, so used to climbing trees? He sitsContinue reading “Where is the little boy?”