Does the word “age” bother you?
Recently I was having a conversation with someone and used the phrase, “at this age…” He immediately interrupted me to say that I’m not old and he hates when people use age is a factor in what they can or can’t do.
I explained that I wasn’t saying ‘age’ as in ‘old,’ I was just making a comparison in what I think about the subject now as opposed to earlier in my life.
He obviously doesn’t know me well, as I don’t let age define me. I got my motorcycle license at age 59 and took swim lessons for the first time at age 64–right after I learned to kayak.
I have a few friends who also bristle at the word age. One substitutes the word, “vintage.” Another says at this “wisdom.” Sometimes I say, “at this stage,” in order not to offend the ones who object to “age.” I heard somewhere that we should call ourselves ‘Queenagers.’ I like that!
I’m not old. I am aging. I started the day I was born. And so did you.
Children love to answer the, “how old are you?” question. They are proud of every year. As am I. Age is how many years you’ve been alive. Old is an attitude.
Of course I don’t want to look old. Or act old. I actively work to take care of my body to stay youthful. To look younger, keep my balance and posture and to stay strong and flexible.
What about you? Does the word “age” bother you? How do you like to refer to this stage of your life? Tell me in the comments!
Recently I stepped into the elevator with a beautiful woman. She was tall, probably in her late sixties, with silver hair fashionably styled and her makeup skillfully applied. She was dressed in a stylish black and white outfit which looked great with her hair. I’d seen her before. She didn’t look up when I entered.
You know that ‘Enjoy Life and Do Good!’ is my life philosophy and business tagline, right? If you didn’t or if you want to read the story about how I came to choose it, you can 
Last week, after speaking at a conference in Tampa, my friend Carol and I were walking through the business district and came upon a beautiful, old Catholic church.
A while back I was walking in a nearby park and deep in thought as I trudged up the hill. Then I heard a voice shout, “Someone’s EX-ER-CIS-ING!”
Enjoy Life and Do Good! 