Embracing our 70’s and Loving Every Minute
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We’re embracing our 70’ s but feeling 50. We’ve all talked about getting old, but we’re waiting for it to happen. Women in their 70’s are happier, feel freer... Every Easter, on Good Friday, I meet with three dear friends that I’ve known for 50 years. Our story, no doubt, is like any number of friends that have walked the walk and talked the talk of friend, daughter, sister-wife, mother, aunt, careerist and all doer of all things. I’ve shared in the ecstasy of their first love, marveled at their ideal choice of partners and delighted in their weddings. I’ve cherished their little ones and chatted over countless cups of coffee about dreams and perfect futures. But 50 years of friendships is bound to be fraught with any number fortunes and misfortunes. At 20, they expected to be with the one man for the rest of their lives. Happy, not always delirious, but at least fighting together through thick and thin. After all, they had dreams of a perfect future . Without warning, c