Here’s a fascinating article about the latest Census data on divorce. Do you live in the divorce capital of the US?
Am I the only one who thinks the new TV show Cougar Town is silly?
Second, one of the hallmarks of aging is supposed to be growing wiser. Going out with a younger girlfriend and drinking yourself under the table is not my idea of wise or a good example for younger women. I know, it has to be stupid to be funny. I just don’t even find it very entertaining!
While doing research for my upcoming presentation at the Larimer County September Symposium, I found a fascinating study from 2004 on womens’ perceptions of aging. Here’s a PDF of the full presentation and findings.
The psychologists involved in this study questioned 1,000 healthy, physically fit, active women age 18-86 (average age 41) about various aspects of aging and the fear they felt.
Overall they found that health challenges, money problems and fear of loneliness rated the highest among all of the women questioned. After that, loss of emotional well-being, loss of a mate, and fear of a spiritual void followed in importance, along with fear of death.
The highest overall levels of fear were found among women age 20-29, and the least among those 70 and older. Women who were separated or never married were found to be most fearful and women in their 40s-60s were found to be most confident. Women who were self-employed were most confident regardless of time projections.
Perhaps the most interesting finding was that aging concerns differ greatly by age and marital status.
The short answer is yes, but it takes us longer to accept the fact that we need to, and even longer to decide what’s next!
And then there’s all those irritating new tricks we are forced to learn because of unwelcome changes in our health, our employment status or our marital status.
I don’t know about you, but ever since I hit midlife it’s been change, change, change. I feel like I’ve been dragged kicking and screaming into a whole new life, resisting it at every turn in the road.
I was scared to death to get a divorce, but I did it anyway. Even more afraid of losing my job, but I also survived that somehow. And you cannot imagine the terror I felt when faced with trying out a whole new career at 50! That turned out to be the most rewarding change of all!
Now I find myself unbelievably HAPPY, even though I didn’t even want to go down this road in the first place. Explain that one to me! I guess it’s just another one of those MYSTERIES OF MIDLIFE…
I’m now busy preparing to do a presentation with Katy Piotrowski for our Larimer County September Symposium on September 25th. Our topic: How to teach old dogs fabulous new tricks. Our goal is to motivate others to take a chance on changing their lives.
At the last talk I presented, the first question at the end was, do you have to hit bottom before you can really start changing your life? My only response was, “I did.” If those fortuitous misfortunes had not happened, I don’t know where I’d be now. I apparently needed to get desperate enough before I could admit to myself that my life was not working, thus inspiring me to change everything.
At the risk of sounding pathologically optimistic, I now see just about every obstacle that I bump into in my life as an opportunity to learn more about myself and get better at something.
For example, divorce is simply nature’s way of telling you that you don’t quite have this whole marriage thing figured out yet. But that’s OK! Do-overs ARE ALLOWED!
Job loss is nature’s way of telling you that it’s time to change something major, and try to get it right this time. Lucky us, our old job didn’t want us, now we get to go do something we might actually enjoy!
Thank goodness (and my toxic boss) I lost my last library job! After twenty-five years, I REALLY needed a change! And just imagine all the great things it did for my brain elasticity.
I cried yesterday when I heard of the death of Walter Cronkite.
Actually, I sobbed. He may have been the most trusted man in America, but to me he was more like a father figure.
As far back as I can remember, watching the evening news was a ritual in our family. My dad would come home, and we’d all gather around the television to find out what happened that day in the world. Afterwards, we’d sit down to dinner together and discuss world happenings.
After I was out on my own, I would still watch Walter each night as a way to reassure myself that some things are dependable in life. Some things stay the same. He was always there for us. We could believe him.
I’m told the term “anchorman” was created to describe him in 1962, when he took over the CBS news desk. And that is as it should be. He was our anchor in a world that was changing so fast it was tough to keep up. He always treated others with respect and dignity. That was before television became the multiple-choice mayhem of corrupt and corrosive talking heads it has turned into today. Who can you trust?
The death of Walter represents the end of an era for me and many other boomers, I’m sure. It represents the end of a time when we could trust the news and the people behind it, because we knew that they worked with the utmost integrity and respect for their employers, the American people.
“I don’t want to live in a world without Walter Cronkite!”
– George Clooney