How to Grow Old Gracefully


See that cool lady in the photo?  That is my Grandmother, on her 80th birthday, riding the pink bicycle she requested as a gift.  The picture was taken shortly before she passed away. I love this picture because it will always remind me to…

Well, if you want to know the answer to that dangling statement you will have to hop on over to my recent post on,  “How to Grow Old Gracefully”.

Here is a little excerpt to tempt you:

Here is the thing; mostly I picture my personal aging journey being more like “Sunset Boulevard” than to “Driving Miss Daisy.” And what’s more, I fear I will be taken through my golden years chained and shackled like Hannibal Lector in “Silence of the Lambs.”

However… bear with me here because I think I may actually have figured something out for once about How to Grow Old Gracefully!

Go here to find out what I think I may have, with the help of my beautiful Grandma, figured out about how to grow old gracefully!  You might be glad you did…

“How to Grow Old Gracefully”

Other musings on age: “Is There Life After 40?”

8 responses

  1. You’re on the right track Paula and my Mom was a good insperation, that’s for sure. She loved all of yoiu grandchildren and great grandchildren. You kept her laughing!
    Thanks for for fessing up to your lack of memory when it comes to names. This is my biggest concern and now I feel a whole lot better.

  2. Good and funny post:) I guess the only answer to aging is to just embrace it and live in the moment and enjoy the good things that life has to offer.What other choice do we have?

  3. Wonderful legacy your grandmother left you…and now she lives own in the minds of hundreds of other people by you telling her story. Following that chain – stringing lives and common experiences together is such a marvelous by-product of blogging. Tootling around on a new pink bike at 80. Cool. -Nikki