My list of do's and don't's has become more of a Reader's Digest Abbreviated Version. I have given some serious thought to those rules at this point in life that I consider set in concrete. Once again---I will not bore you with the entire list--but only give you those that floated to the top in today's cerebral monologue.
DON'T---hop, skip, jump, or run once you reach senior status.
With age comes the loss of skin elasticity and things begin to not be quite so tightly attached. This produces the danger of hitting ourselves in the chin with various body parts (use your imagination) and knocking ourselves out cold if we dare to do any of these activities where both feet are off the ground at the same time. AND I won't even mention the danger of certain internal parts becoming external with repeated jarring. It's best if we always keep one foot on the floor. My jumping jacks may look a little awkward, but my parts are all in place and to date I have not bruised any body surfaces while flinging around loose epidermis.
DON'T--be so desperate for the companionship of the opposite sex that you loose your ever loving mind. Heard a story yesterday of a man meeting a woman via text messaging (they have never seen each other face to face). The conversation goes quickly from "Hi, my name's Jane Doe", to sending a selfie of certain body parts sans clothing. PEOPLE!!!!What has the world come to? It's one thing to make a selfie in front of the Eiffel Tower with your clothes on--quite another to be sending ANY naked selfie on the WWW. HELLO!! It NEVER disappears--is forever out there bouncing around in cyberspace. Is ALWAYS subject to being found by the unintended. IF I send you a selfie in any shape or form, contact the Crazy Police--because I am officially over the edge. NOT TO MENTION if I totally lost it and sent a selfie without the benefit of full cover, what part of my nude body at this point in life would not make small children cry?
DO--speak your mind--or what's left of your mind. Why do we spend our lives not saying what is on our mind? It really does not matter---because for the most part--no one is listening to us. If for some strange reason, someone happens to hear you, they will attribute it to old age and blow you off anyway.
SO--no more repressing--no biting of the tongue--no need to worry about reprisal--just let it go--speak up!
DO--have fun--laugh with all your might and don't worry about what people will think. Here is a scientific fact found in an article in "Forbes Magazine",
Laughter protects your heart. Research has shown that laughter has an anti-inflammatory effect that protects blood vessels and heart muscles from the damaging effects of cardiovascular disease.
Not to mention the good endorphins released by laughter. I read in another article that even if we are born deaf, we have the ability to instinctively laugh--without having to learn how to produce the sound we cannot hear. AMAZING. God's gift of laughter is truly good for us--so like an apple---laugh at least once a day and I recommend as often as possible.
Well somehow I have almost made a week of posts about aging. Come back tomorrow--for my OCD will not allow me to not finish the week out. One more epistle before turning the date book and beginning the last year of my seventh decade.
"He will yet fill your mouth with laughter And your lips with shouting.