This Spunky Old Broad is Still Hanging on by Her Fingernails!

Three years ago, I wrote about labeling people and then seeing them more narrowly — read it here — and it got a few nice comments. I labeled myself a Spunky Old Broad, which actually fits pretty well.

Social media is a wild and wonderful place, full of fascinating people from all over this small planet of ours. But it’s becoming a little clearer to me — and perhaps to some of my contemporaries — that it’s a fast-moving and sometimes difficult game to keep up with!

In April 2016, I celebrated another milestone birthday, which I will not name, but it was rather terrifying in its own way. When we’re in our 20s, 30s, or 40s, we rarely look ahead to see what older might mean for us. If we’re smart, we live fully every day, knowing that our life could end at any moment. We don’t often contemplate what it means to be older . . . until we are. Until we’re suddenly on the outside, looking inside at activities and gadgets we are struggling to understand, keep up with, and use correctly!

Not physical ones, although those play their part, but here I’m talking about technological ones. For most boomers, technology was transistor radios, TVs that we had to change by getting up off the couch to physically move a dial(!!!), and telephones that had live operators saying, “Number, please.”