A Focus on Beauty: Gentle Color for Aging

The constant news coverage of the bad and the ugly and the corrupt can lead me over the cliff of believing the whole world is evil. My antidote for this is to turn the TV off and focus on what is beautiful and good. The photo above was taken at the botanical garden and we are going this morning to let nature feed our spirit and the café feed our tummy.

This past week-end I had the opportunity to spend some time with one of our neighbors who is 98 years old. Dorothy is my role model for aging. She is sharp, knows what is going on, is fiercely independent (trying to get her to do something she doesn’t want to do always ends in her doing what she wants to do), she is well groomed with a little makeup and attractive clothes, her smile is radiant and her eyes sparkle like the brightest star. And she is still a snow bird, spending a few months here in southern Florida, a few months with her daughter in Maryland, and a few months in her Michigan community at the tip of the lower peninsula. Did I tell you that she is 98 years old. She gave up driving two or three years ago, has severe hearing loss, and walks slowly with a cane. I am so lucky to have her in my circle of friends.

On the topic of aging, when I was in my 60’s I thought I would like to live until 70 or maybe 75. When I reached 70 I upped it to 80. Now I am pushing 80 and think I would like to live until 90. If I can age like Dorothy, I would find it exciting to live to 100. I have come to the conclusion that aging gracefully and with joy requires acknowledging losses, going through the pain and nastiness of grieving, and then working to find ways to get our needs met in ways that nurture us and keeps us engaged. I don’t want to live beyond losing my ability to smile from my heart. Having beautiful things around me make me smile from my heart.

I have so many beautiful people in my life that make my heart sing and bring a smile to my face. My mother and grandmother frequently told me that “beauty is only skin deep.” I knew what they meant but what I understand now requires different words. Real beauty doesn’t have much to do with what is visible – what we carry on the outside. Some of the most beautiful people I know have wrinkles, pot bellies, blotchy skin, sagging everything. My husband, Jim, is so beautiful that I smile every time I look at him.

Our minister did a three-part sermon series on growing old – appropriate as we have a large older population. For the past three Sundays there was lots of laughter and nodding of heads as he shared information from three books that he has found useful (see list below). One concept that resonated with us was that as we age and loose various abilities we have to be open to accepting help from others. I have had fibromyalgia for about 15 years and there were some tense times as Jim tried to help me and I tried to do everything I had previously done. I think I became a little more gracious in accepting his help as the years went on – it was a gradual journey. Last summer he was diagnosed with Myasthenia Gravis that weakens his voluntary muscles and causes double vision. Medication has helped slurring, difficulties with swallowing, and a droopy eye-lid. We have an appointment with his specialist at UofM when we get back to Michigan to get the double vision corrected.

We need each other’s help now. We are finding ways of making our life simpler (read: less cleaning and maintenance), and housework is frequently a tag-team event. Our energy levels are similar so we plan activities carefully so we don’t become too exhausted to enjoy the next day. We are thinking about, and sometimes talking about, what we may have to give up, things that we really treasure and enjoy but may not be able to do any more. We’ll figure it out, and shed a few tears maybe, but our current strategy is to find joy and laughter in each day. And if life seems to sour a little, we take a nap.

12 thoughts on “A Focus on Beauty: Gentle Color for Aging

  1. Pat, this is a beautiful post. I live in a senior community and we have many active people in their 90s. I used to shoot real estate photos for a gal who just retired at 85 years. She’s amazing. None of us go through the aging process pain free. Yes, we do need to find the joy in each day and live it to our physical capability. Live in gratitude! Take care.

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  2. this was a beautiful post! one saying that i am very fond of, and which your post reminded of, is this: remember to run towards joy! joy is definitely where it’s at!

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  3. Your post made me think of a proverb in the Efik language..”Uton ekpedi enyin mbobop.” = “If the ear were an eye I would close it.” It’s good to recall that there is beauty all around us and that we much take a break from all the bad news from time to time.

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    • I love the proverb. Thanks. I have come to the conclusion that I just don’t need to follow bad news on a daily basis when there is nothing I can do about it.

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    • Well, Donna, I’m not sure I am an inspiration but I do know that if we stick together and help each other aging will go a little better. As you already know, being kind also helps a lot. 🙂

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  4. I promised myself I would shoot for 100. Love your attitude and I love Dorothy. Tomorrow is never promised, so no matter what the aches and pains, or on the TV, there is always something to be grateful for. A friend of mine escaped from Ukraine and arrived home this week. His stories… real and so so grateful to hear quiet. (he is American, and was teaching university students there). Enjoy your week Pat. Donna

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