I have realized that 54 is the transition time of "middle age". This is the age where many of our friends and family, including myself are experiencing the loss of loved ones. Less "clutter" gives me time to reflect on what is really important to me, health and family. I sometimes feel like the Grim Reaper of friends when I explain to my friends my declining interest in sports. Whether it's the Super Bowl or high school, less sports is less clutter. That being said, it's a tough position to have these days in a society where sports seem to more important than academics.
Even though I'm trying to get rid of my "clutter", I will keep the noise. Whether it's the doorbell, dishwasher, television, arguing, dog barking or two different ipods, it's what keeps me focused on my family.
In your article you mentioned the old perfume. While cleaning out the "girls" bathroom, I (GIVER), found a bottle of Chanel No.5 that I had given to my wife years ago. I was surprised to find out that my 21 year old daughter was wearing my favorite perfume that I had bought for my wife, "another place, another time, another me".
Finally, as much as I could use the ten grand, I'm not going to take your on line survey. I have already re-read this email a bunch of times to check my grammar and spelling. Usually a couple of paragraphs of anything puts me to sleep. That's because I only read when it's quiet. When it's quiet around here, that's the best time for a nap! But if you want an opinion and/or a compliment you look nice in the black dress. No complaints, it just adds to the clutter. Lastly, please accept my regards for the loss of Susan Toeper. My own heart attack four years ago on January 2,2010 maybe prompted me to write this email.
Just read your March Letter, "Getting rid of what doesn't matter". It
really hit home as just last evening I had the conversation about aging and our bodies with a close friend of mine. I arrived at her home with a plastic bag containing a very cute black and white slinky dress that I wore last year to a beach wedding. My husband was with me when I purchased the dress and although I felt the dress was much too young for me (I was 62 at the time), the store clerk (this was a Guess store) told me I looked amazing in it and that "age" was not a reason to not buy a particular dress. I do love the dress but even when I bought it, I felt it was a bit "over the top" for me. And I still felt that way when I delivered it to my friend last night to give to her grandaughter. I felt so much better when we (the dress and I) departed. I think I kept the dress only to tell myself that I could get away with wearing it. Now I have faced the fact that I feel more comfortable wearing something more "age appropriate" and am proud of that along with feeling more comfortable with my aging body. It sort of all comes together at this age and you look at yourself and say, "It's okay, this is where I am".
Thanks for the column.
Your editorial letter in this month's issue struck a cord with me. The last three years of our life have been an exercise in change and downsizing. I "demoted" myself from being the National Sales Manager of a manufacturing company in Chicago to being a Sales Rep working from my home. I have a Vonage modem for my phone line and I'm virtual. Wherever I plug in, my customers can find me.