The wonderful secret among the inner circles of the aging is that we are joyful again, just as we were growing up in the old neighborhood or a ranch in Wyoming. At 50, 60, 70 or more we have been able to grab hold of a self we lost to chasing careers, becoming embittered about betrayal in relationships and accumulating (losing) more money than we ever anticipated having. We talk to one another (but maybe not with youth) the freewheeling way we did way back then.
Of course, there are exceptions. For some reason Jane Fonda, age 76, has been unable to heal. She's now in the media because she is crying about those end-of-life issues. Here is a bit of coverage.
But it's being on short time which has given us the courage, strength and insight to stop being people we don't want to be. Finally, after 10 years I have cut out trying too hard, a goal I specified in my e-book ( Download Geezerguts). I had been open enough to get a hang of that from a new member of a 12-step program. He entered canary yellow. His meme became "I don't care." Soon enough he was leading the rest of us out of the valley of chasing whatever. As the Beatles song told us in our youth, we could just let it be.
When I frame this stage of my lifecycle as authenticity I experience pride, not shame, that I am lots older than I had been at one time and show the signs of wear. Therefore, no one can bully me to feeling less-than. When Millennial businesses didn't hire me for assignments I repositioned and repackaged myself. The pitch was: This is the way for you to succeed, take it or leave it. Increasingly they took it.
Betty White is right in observing that aging isn't for sissies. But neither was the shock of puberty or the need to earn a living. Somehow we mastered those developmental tasks. Perhaps we should celebrate our ability to be doing something we never did before: get older. A national holiday Geezer Guts can mark that unexpected victory.
This year, I will be 69 years old. Effortlessly, instead of with enormous angst, I create material clients want more and more of. That's a pull force or the law of attraction which hadn't existed before I entered my 60s. When I talk about that with my Baby Boomer colleagues, they seem to share my success. Envy seems part of yesterday.