Posted in life, observations

20 life lessons from a 65-year-old

Eat your broccoli.

Don’t bother to stop and smell the supermarket roses.

Don’t be afraid to tell your doctor what you think.

Give your cat anything he wants because he’ll just pester you until he gets it anyway.

Start Kegels and sit-ups when you’re ten and keep doing them until you die.

Marry someone who makes you laugh.

Read, then read more.

When times get tough, dance furiously.

Don’t listen to what people say about you.

Merry-go-rounds are for grownups. Swings, too.

Wear sunscreen even when you’re not at the beach.

Liver tastes gross for a reason.

Be generous.

Sleep as much as you want. Play even more.

Build a fort.

Fort or castle. Blankets or boards. Don't let anyone tell you what it should look like. (This one is from Apartment
Fort or castle. Blankets or boards. Don’t let anyone tell you what it should look like. This cool fort is from Apartment

Good people sometimes die young for no good reason.

Some things are more important than having a boyfriend.

Not everyone likes bossy people.

Even mosquitos and spiders are here for a reason.

Make your life plans flexible.

Posted in observations, people

Mr. Rogers offers some timeless advice

I was too old for Mr. Rogers and his neighborhood by the time he made it to TV, but I’ve seen this video posted absolutely everywhere recently and finally decided to watch it today. Expecting some rap version of a Mr. Rogers song, I was pleasantly surprised.

I was even more enamored when I started really listening to the words and realized it’s not just for kids. It’s a good reminder for me to keep an open mind, be “available” to new things and keep my outlook positive and my thoughts fresh, creative, innovative. I liked it. See what you think.

Posted in inspiration, life, writing

Fine words and wisdom

I was just updating my “Fine Words and Wisdom” page with a quote from one of The Accidental Chef‘s posts and started wondering about what quotes mean to and about people. I realized, in rereading mine, that they provide a snapshot of who I am, what I believe and what I value.

In a recent post I wrote about an annual list I kept as a child — well into my 20s, actually. It’s a time capsule of who I was then and what I thought and felt. The similarity to the habit I have today of keeping a journal of quotes and pieces of writing that I identify with, just occurred to me as I reread some of those quotes this morning. Continue reading “Fine words and wisdom”