Wise words. I just finished writing a newletter for older adults on navigating life's transitions. After I finished it, I decided not to renew my contract with them. I've written the newsletter for four years and I just don't feel like writing it anymore. They were my last freelance client. So that's a transition!
It is! I'm trying to decide whether to keep trying to write books. I'm afraid of how much I'll miss it if I stop, but also afraid I don't have any more in me. I have to decide which fear is bigger.
I hear you. After years as a freelance writer, editor, ghostwriter, and playwright, I finally wrote a novel in 2020. I started a sequel, but never got past chapter 4. Just didn't feel like writing about dementia anymore (main character in my novel was my mom). The novel was more of a bucket list item. I just don't know if I have another one in me or if I want to invest the time and money to self-publish again. In the meantime, I'm having so much fun with my Substack!
Transitions, as we so often talk about together, are so very hard and yet, such a part of everyday life. I'm very glad we have each other as we pass through these different and yes, difficult times. There is always joy...
That's just plain rude and shows his ignorance. Like you said, no one is irrelevant, even the @#$%^&s who call other people irrelevant. You can't just leave people out because you don't understand them, or they don't understand you. And some 50-year-olds act older than 90-year-olds! This makes me mad for you.
Thanks, Mary, but it was by no means intentional, and he was very respectful. He was also, as my daughter said, about 12. I don't want to give him a hard time at all, but I hope he learns a little.
This is an excellent essay, Liz. Ah transitions. I used to love them when I was young, and heading toward a bright future. Now, though, that I'm older, with a teenage daughter that sometimes calls Boomers "irrelevant," it stings.
Great advice and thoughts. There are some moments in my life that I love being in transition, others not so much. I'm going through the change and have been for longer than I care to remember. I feel like my body is transitioning into an alien life form sometimes. LOL! I try really hard to keep my humor but there are days when I slip. Oh well, this too shall pass.
Love this. We are transitioning from the moment that we appear all the way to beyond the grave. We attend appointments with one another too. Unfortunately we have no children to come with us. That worries me sometimes.
Wise words. I just finished writing a newletter for older adults on navigating life's transitions. After I finished it, I decided not to renew my contract with them. I've written the newsletter for four years and I just don't feel like writing it anymore. They were my last freelance client. So that's a transition!
It is! I'm trying to decide whether to keep trying to write books. I'm afraid of how much I'll miss it if I stop, but also afraid I don't have any more in me. I have to decide which fear is bigger.
I hear you. After years as a freelance writer, editor, ghostwriter, and playwright, I finally wrote a novel in 2020. I started a sequel, but never got past chapter 4. Just didn't feel like writing about dementia anymore (main character in my novel was my mom). The novel was more of a bucket list item. I just don't know if I have another one in me or if I want to invest the time and money to self-publish again. In the meantime, I'm having so much fun with my Substack!
Transitions, as we so often talk about together, are so very hard and yet, such a part of everyday life. I'm very glad we have each other as we pass through these different and yes, difficult times. There is always joy...
We are so lucky in so many ways, and joy is one of the biggest!
That's just plain rude and shows his ignorance. Like you said, no one is irrelevant, even the @#$%^&s who call other people irrelevant. You can't just leave people out because you don't understand them, or they don't understand you. And some 50-year-olds act older than 90-year-olds! This makes me mad for you.
Thanks, Mary, but it was by no means intentional, and he was very respectful. He was also, as my daughter said, about 12. I don't want to give him a hard time at all, but I hope he learns a little.
Wise words, Liz. Everyone is relevant and has value. 💚
Thanks, J.C. Sadly enough, we're living in a time right now that teaches thriving on disrespect for anyone who's not like you.
This is an excellent essay, Liz. Ah transitions. I used to love them when I was young, and heading toward a bright future. Now, though, that I'm older, with a teenage daughter that sometimes calls Boomers "irrelevant," it stings.
Exactly. The transitions lose their charm, which means we just have to dig deeper, doesn't it? Thanks, Beth!
Great advice and thoughts. There are some moments in my life that I love being in transition, others not so much. I'm going through the change and have been for longer than I care to remember. I feel like my body is transitioning into an alien life form sometimes. LOL! I try really hard to keep my humor but there are days when I slip. Oh well, this too shall pass.
Thanks, Nancy. Yes, it will pass--it just seems like it won't! :-)
Wonderful observation. This has become one of my hardest transitions, as well. It's not a comfortable place to be...or acknowledge.
The acknowledgement part is hard, isn't it? Thanks, Karen.
It really is hard. I'm still the twenty-year-old inside. My body isn't convinced, and that's just mean. LOL
This is an amazing column, one of the best I’ve ever read about aging . I love the term, “designated listener.” Well done,
Liz.
Thank you, Donna.
Love this. We are transitioning from the moment that we appear all the way to beyond the grave. We attend appointments with one another too. Unfortunately we have no children to come with us. That worries me sometimes.
Thanks, Kim. You're right, we are transitioning that long, and I have to admit that gets exhausting. :-) Thanks for commenting!
I love your stuff❤️
Thank you!!