On Turning 65

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By Nancy B. Klein

How did I get this old? When I was 10, I thought 65 was ancient, one foot already in the grave!

Now I am here already. How the years have flown by.

I was always in such a hurry to do something else, go somewhere else. Never comfortable in the present moment.

Now that I am getting old, I realize that now is the only time there ever is.

So my birthday gift to myself is to stop looking backward with regret or forward with fear.

I will try hard to enjoy my remaining years by being in the here-and-the now.

Perhaps that will help slow down the passage of time?

Published by Nancy B. Klein

A former journalist, magazine editor and public school teacher, now retired and focusing on spiritual enrichment through reading, writing, music, art and travel. Why not come along for the journey?

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