How do you deal with aging?

Chronic illnesses can affect outlook of a long lifespan and aging. I am considered young for my conditions, it is what it is. So, I think about what that all means. So, I focus on quality of life more than age, because if i thought about my age and longevity I’d be depressed and it would taint my outlook on life in general. I try to spend more time with family. Focus on what is important in life and try to not sweat the small stuff (easily said not easily done), With al the illness, its hard to think I’ll have a long “healthy” life. As a matter of fact I’m looking into insurance to help in the future if I last. Aging as an unhealthy person is very challenging whereas if i were healthier id have a different outlet. I’m talking about funeral arrangements because it’s on my mind and I’d like my wishes carried out. I digress. So, live love laugh to the best of ability. Keep positive to best ability. Work at it daily moment by moment. < 3

Good attitude.

I love your comment to focus on quality of life rather than on age. It's yet another thing I will begin working on! 🙂

Two days ago I was out walking with my dog Hazel, and an image of myself came to me: An old man with his walking stick and his dog, walking briskly across a field.

I realized that I had not updated my self image in quite a while. In my 60s I looked as if I was in my early 50s, but now in my mid-70s my beard is grey, my hair is almost gone and my face is wrinkled. I will not pass for “middle-aged” much longer, if at all.

And then I remembered some of my wonderful friends, people who were in their 70s and 80s when I was in my 20s and 30s. Even as they aged they were lively, happy, creative and self-directed, and they taught me a lot that makes me who I am today. I feel so close to them that it’s as if we last talked yesterday.

So there you have it: I can be one of them, too…and I am!

Two days ago I was out walking with my dog Hazel, and an image of myself came to me: An old man with his walking stick and his dog, walking briskly across a field.

I realized that I had not updated my self image in quite a while. In my 60s I looked as if I was in my early 50s, but now in my mid-70s my beard is grey, my hair is almost gone and my face is wrinkled. I will not pass for “middle-aged” much longer, if at all.

And then I remembered some of my wonderful friends, people who were in their 70s and 80s when I was in my 20s and 30s. Even as they aged they were lively, happy, creative and self-directed, and they taught me a lot that makes me who I am today. I feel so close to them that it’s as if we last talked yesterday.

So there you have it: I can be one of them, too…and I am!

Two days ago I was out walking with my dog Hazel, and an image of myself came to me: An old man with his walking stick and his dog, walking briskly across a field.

I realized that I had not updated my self image in quite a while. In my 60s I looked as if I was in my early 50s, but now in my mid-70s my beard is grey, my hair is almost gone and my face is wrinkled. I will not pass for “middle-aged” much longer, if at all.

And then I remembered some of my wonderful friends, people who were in their 70s and 80s when I was in my 20s and 30s. Even as they aged they were lively, happy, creative and self-directed, and they taught me a lot that makes me who I am today. I feel so close to them that it’s as if we last talked yesterday.

So there you have it: I can be one of them, too…and I am!

Two days ago I was out walking with my dog Hazel, and an image of myself came to me: An old man with his walking stick and his dog, walking briskly across a field.

I realized that I had not updated my self image in quite a while. In my 60s I looked as if I was in my early 50s, but now in my mid-70s my beard is grey, my hair is almost gone and my face is wrinkled. I will not pass for “middle-aged” much longer, if at all.

And then I remembered some of my wonderful friends, people who were in their 70s and 80s when I was in my 20s and 30s. Even as they aged they were lively, happy, creative and self-directed, and they taught me a lot that makes me who I am today. I feel so close to them that it’s as if we last talked yesterday.

So there you have it: I can be one of them, too…and I am!