The Autumn of our Lives – Jill James

We are often told that age is just a number. That is easier said than done when your daughter will be 33 next month and your grandson (gasp!) will be 12…a hop, skip, and a jump from teenage-dom. How did that happen? LOL

GingerbreadGrandparentsThat the years are passing was brought forcefully home this week as we helped the mother-in-law to move grandma into an assisted-living facility. She turned 94 last month and broke her hip so it wasn’t a surprise so much, as a reminder that time ticks on, whether we want it to or not. My sister-in-law who was barely a teen when she was my Maid of Honor at my wedding will be 40 this year.

I remember when I turned 40 and being a published author seemed as out of reach as being chosen by NASA to be a Mars colonist. (secret fantasy!) I can still envision that younger me who thought she was so old that life had passed her by. I had been a daughter, a mother, and now a grandmother. When did I get ‘me time’? A few years after that my mother died at the age of 61. Talk about a shot to the gut! Not only was I now parentless because my father died a few years before that, but at 67 and 61 a long life did not seem written into my genes. I had dreams. Things I wanted to accomplish in this life.

So, no more wishful thinking. No more bucket list. If I want to write a children’s book and an erotic romance novel in the same year, I will. If I want to see how many books I can write in one year, I will go for it. If I want to climb a mountain, I will get in shape so I can. I will always grow older, year after year, but I don’t have to grow old.

Who’s with me??!!Ā  Jill, dreamer of dreams and writer of stories

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About Jill James

Jill is a published author with The Wild Rose Press and self-published with The Lake Willowbee Series. She enjoys reading just as much as writing. You can follow her on Facebook http://www.facebook.com/Jill.James.author and Twitter @jill_james
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19 Responses to The Autumn of our Lives – Jill James

  1. leighmorgan1 says:

    Reminds me of the Jimmy Buffett line, “Growing older but not up”. At every age, we owe it ourselves to be the best we can be.

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  2. E. Ayers says:

    Oh, Jill, it’s so true. I have no clue who that woman is in the mirror because I’m not a day older than 45. As I told my daughter, I had her when I was two! šŸ™‚ I refuse to get old!

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  3. Carol says:

    I don’t recognize the lady in the mirror either. She slipped in while I wasn’t looking. I don’t really feel as old as the mirror reflects. Physically unable to do many of my bucket list dreams. No jumping out of a plane for me now! šŸ™‚

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  4. Carol says:

    Lol Wonderful! What an exciting thing for the boyfriend to do. šŸ™‚ I’d give it a try, but not too sure how my hip replacement would fare. I no not want surgery again.

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  5. stephaniequeen says:

    Love this post, Jill!! It really resonates with me! I think of myself as still in my prime–the summertime of life–until I get up from a chair after sitting for more than an hour and then it seems more like a two-step process than a fluid motion–eek!
    I’m jealous of your Aunt and her boyfriend–zip-lining is still on my bucket list!
    But at least publishing a novel or two is crossed off! (I’ve updated my list to publishing 100 novels and so I will need to live a long life!)

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  6. susanrhughes says:

    For me, the worst part of getting older is watching my parents get even older. They are in great shape, but they won’t be around forever and I don’t know what I’d do without them.

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  7. Getting older means making choices. I’m still trying to figure it all out.

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  8. Joan Reeves says:

    The best thing about indie publishing is that you are the editorial director and decide what you will publish. Go for it. Write what drives your imagination.

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  9. monarisk says:

    My mother told me once, “Don’t get old.” I asked, “What’s the alternative?” She said, “Stay young, meaning independent and healthy.”

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