I used to have perfect hearing, although I could select what I didn’t want to hear. But now that I’m getting older, I am becoming more concerned about my hearing. I am also a recent cancer survivor, truly thankful for every day that I wake up.
When I decided to quit my job and make my first cross-country trip, I could picture it perfectly: a mix of taking in beautiful mountain and water scenery, visiting monuments and museums, consuming unhealthy and fresh food alike, hiking through our national parks and walking through new cities. Transportation would be in my four-door sedan and accommodations in rented homes and motels. And right there, riding shotgun beside me, would be Reuban, my chocolate lab.
Skimpy hair is a real confidence slammer for women 50+. We blame bad genes or menopause, stock up on volumizing products, do the flip-over blow-dry and get on with it.
I received word the other day that a long-time acquaintance had died. We had worked together in the beginning years of my newspaper career, and while we hadn't been that close, he nonetheless had represented a link in a circle of friends that was growing smaller every year. I was losing my history.
The novel notion that friends make friends fat made news when researchers analyzing data from the Framingham Heart Study found evidence that "clusters of friends appeared to 'infect' each other with obesity, unhappiness and smoking." At the same time, the researchers found that good habits, such as quitting smoking, being trim and being happy passed "from friend to friend almost as if they were contagious viruses."
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