I have just begun reading a book by former President Jimmy Carter titled “A Full Life. Reflections at Ninety.”
This week I start living my 90th year and instead of waiting until my ninetieth birthday to reflect I figured I’d start right in now at 89, and as I do I will see if I can’t do something spectacular this coming year to make mine a life worthwhile. Just maybe I suspect that I’ve got a lot of catching up to do. I just never thought I’d be in this predicament. When I signed up for Social Security in 1943, I asked “How long must I pay this until I can retire?” and I was told, “65.” So I then asked, “And what is my life expectancy right now?” And I was told, “65”. I said, “Sounds like a government deal.” And it was.
Because of that experience I just figured I’d live to 65, sign up for Social Security Benefits and then die. Well, I didn’t. I expected to. That was the deal. Do you think Uncle Sam would lie to me?
I got to be seventy, then eighty and right now as I begin my 90th year I’m still feeling pretty good. Some of my body parts are ebbing but overall, as the song says I’m “Stayin’ Alive! Stayin’ Alive!”
I figure that from 65 on, I have been granted a bonus. This coming year I am going to work on a Bucket List. I won’t write down a thing to begin with but every time I do something worthwhile I will write it on my Bucket List and put a check behind it on my list. You might call it a retroactive bucket list. I guess I’ll start in by smiling at people. Then, who knows, pretty soon I might start smiling at me.
Dear Art:
More than a year ago I had the fortune to meet you at a yard sale. You were chatting with my husband and you both exchanged email addresses. 3 weeks ago I started receiving your emails, I do not know how this happened but I feel motivated and grateful.
Your article today made me think a lot. Since I was a girl I thought that I never wanted to live more than 60 or 65 years. Even today I feel the same way. Seeing you and your wife sharing their life and time. Read your articles so full of joy, taste for life makes me feel happy for you.
Thanks for sharing. I wish you many blessings, health and love.
I’ll read to you next week.