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"Quality of life"......a gift that just keeps on giving.

Aging Well | Last Active: Dec 14 6:46pm | Replies (250)

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@ess77

My goodness, gracious sakes alive!!!!!! I'm in awe of each of you! Every one of you wonderful women is talented, creative up a gump stump, extremely engaged with family of several generations and all ages, even still involved with community. I'm truly impressed. While I marvel at each of you, I'm feeling more depressed, alone, uninvolved and isolated!!!!! Think it's time to switch to another site!

I used to do needle work, in my much younger days, music...pianist since 7 years old, sang a bit....in church choirs all my life and acapella group, smaller groups in church, etc. Loved watercolors, hoped to pick it back up last couple years, but never could get to it. Hands don't let me do any of it anymore. Health and other issues in life just got in the way......But, you are bringing me joy through your joy! I hope and pray you each keep this so special part of your life active and center stage. Don't ever let go of these creative juices, keep them flowing until your last breath.

And, Chris, you tell that husband of yours his paintings brought joy and happiness to my life. I love those paintings showing us a special part of his private self. His use of color, interesting shapes and composition. I'm honored to 'know' even this tiny bit of his gift.

I'm off to bed now. It's much, much too late for me, but I got so caught up in your exchanges, I was stuck with you in your fabrics, recipes and the cooking process!

Resting tomorrow. Must work with HP and cell phone experts to figure out why I don't get most of my emails anymore. Not getting anything from Mayo, not even notifications of patient online portal messages. Don't get Connect notification, either.... Hate to mention things I have to address that have no smidgen of creativity in them, but my electronic life must go forward!

Keep up the creativity, ladies! Enjoy!
Blessings to you all.
elizabeth

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@ess77, What a supportive post from you, Elizabeth! Most of my life I was very athletic and much like you, began piano lessons at age 7. In high school, I wanted to spend more time on tennis and "shooting hoops" than practicing. My piano teacher gave me an ultimatum and shared it also with my mom that I needed to either practice more piano or give it up. Thankfully, she and my mom prevailed because I was offered a partial music college scholarship.

Your post also touched me because of the nostalgia and regret I experienced in reading the posts of others in various groups who can still, gasp, jog and take long mtn hikes. Life and health conditions can certainly point our lives in new directions while vastly restricting activities that we once so took for granted. I appreciate your sharing honestly and do empathize because lost abilities are real and painful. However, I also salute you for the optimism and courage share in dealing with and finding "work around solutions" to continue to write and share with the rest of us. We can all learn from one another as well as celebrate and commensurate. Thank you for your contributions.

When it comes to electronics, if it doesn't turn on and work as expected, I just go into an anxious dither until a pro comes to my aid. If I can find the helps for staying Mayo connected from John and Colleen, I'll mail them to you in a private chat.

I cannot sew, embroider, knit or paint. One thing which drives me crazy is: "I can't carry a tune in a bucket"! I got kicked out of the church choir when I was around six. I really wanted to wear that robe and join the singing. I did. Then, I was asked to hang up my robe. In school, when we were supposed to sing the notes, the teacher cringed. He didn't want to even hear it! I scared my nephew when I sang happy birthday--he ran and hid. That ended my trying. My parents could not sing either. People tell me to make a joyful noise to the Lord--they don't understand we are not all gifted the same way.