Who Will You Be At Eighty Years Old?

Where do you see yourself when you are eighty years old? DO you see yourself when you are eighty? I’ve recently been going through a rough patch and my sister told me it’s time to stop dwelling in the past and look toward the future.

She opened my eyes to a fact I hadn’t thought about. I had been so busy trying to heal from the past that I had lost the vision of the future. At one point I had a pretty strong vision of the future. Today when I try to pull up that vision the screen goes blank.

I’m going to be 48 in a month. There’s still a lot of life left in me, but some days it doesn’t feel like that. Arthritis in my ankles has grown by leaps and bounds in a year. That pain has become a major obstacle to my quality of life.

Living in Wisconsin I also suffer from Winter Blues, or more officially called SAD (seasonal affective disorder). Not enough sunshine brings the blues. Cabin fever. Going stir crazy. There’s plenty of different ways to say the same thing.

I’ve been lost inside my head, dealing with the depression of winter, and the work of healing my emotinal ills. In the process of all of that I lost all view of my future. Somehow, I have forgotten totally that life goes on and I should try to form it myself, not let it happen to me.

Eighty years is still over 30 years away for me. However, if I don’t start to do something now, eighty years can be tomorrow before I know it. I can just live day to day, waking up, going to work, and going to sleep in a daily routine that never changes. I can exist in my life without seeing a future in my life as I have been recently doing.

OR I can take life by the horns and start to mold it into what I want it to become. I can make plans and goals and work to putting them into action.

However, I don’t want to wake up tomorrow to find that I’m eighty years old with nothing to show for my life. It’s time to take charge, make plans and make a life I can be happy with.

Time to shrug off the cloak of depression and dullness and find my sparkle and shine.

Who’s with me?