Chasing Dreams vs. Chasing Money (And Why I’m Still Figuring It Out)
At 3am I wasn’t stressed. I was awake because I’m still addicted to hope at nearly sixty.
The Thoughts We Rarely Admit
What does it mean to be aging wisely? Here are reflections on the unexpected gifts, physical realities, and quiet freedoms of growing older without pretending we aren’t.
At 3am I wasn’t stressed. I was awake because I’m still addicted to hope at nearly sixty.
By most standards, I failed. Living paycheque to paycheque at 57. But I don’t feel like one.
We ruin good moments by saying “that was nice, but…” and immediately worrying about tomorrow.
Inside, we’re all young souls looking through older eyes. The wrinkles are just the mask.
The urge to rush is easing. And honestly, that second trip to 7-Eleven was worth it.