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Aging: What Women Taught Me About Men

July 17, 2020

Rant:

Aging: What Women Taught Me About Men

**I wrote this blog based on the experiences I have had. It can be applied to all forms of relationships.

My twin sister Linda and I, along with our sister Susan, were raised by a single Mom. Susan was 5, Linda and I were 3 when our parents separated. There was lots of drama that accompanied that event. It lasted for a long time.

It was the 50’s. Dad was absent, both physically and financially. As a result, even though I was surrounded by aunts and uncles who had wonderful long marriages, I did not receive good messages about men, period. I always went for the guys that were unavailable. They were my Dad!

I’ve been married three times. The first was for 5 minutes (one year), the second was 10 years later (for 12 years) then 13 years later I married Jake. We will be celebrating our 15th anniversary this November.

When the second marriage ended I was devasted. I walked into a therapist’s office and said, “Tell me how to prevent that from ever happening again.” Four years later I graduated.

I learned to observe women when they were with men. I also learned to ask questions of women I trusted.

Rave:

Aging: What Women Taught Me About Men

Fast forward to the summer of 2019. My car had been hit while parked in front of the house. Jake followed me to an auto body shop. As I was talking to a girl behind the counter, Jake came in and said, “Everything alright Honey? Do you need me?” I said no. He kissed me on my forehead and left to wait in the car. When I turned back around the girl was staring at me. “Wow, that was cool, she said. The men of my generation don’t look up from their phones long enough to know we exist. It’s just the way it is, I guess.” I smiled at her, but, inside I was saying, it doesn’t have to be that way.

Consequently, I could not stop thinking about our conversation. Everything bubbled up in me. No, I said to myself, it really doesn’t have to be that way. I thought long and hard about imposing upon this girl. After all, who was I to tell her what I learned? However, if someone had given me pointers it could have saved me heartache and confusion.

When I returned to the shop for a follow-up visit, I handed the girl an envelope. “These were pointers I received along the way to the relationship I have now. Maybe they can be of use to you too,” I said.

This is what was written inside:

What Women Taught Me About Men

!) Women teach men how to treat them.

2) If a man tells you something about himself believe him:

For example: “You don’t want to get mixed up with me.”

It’s probably true.

3) Try not to be available all the time.

4) Say “yes” and stick to it. Say “no” and stick to it.

5) Ask for what you want with dignity and respect…but ask.

6) If you assume a role:

Example…Doing the laundry for both of you, making all the social plans, cleaning, cooking, paying the bills, etc.

you’ll probably have that role for the rest of your life.

7) Do not give up your friends.

8) Avoid passive aggressive behavior. Say what works and doesn’t work when it happens.

9) Say thank you, give praise, be kind.

10) Make yourself happy. You are the only one who can.

A few weeks later when I returned to retrieve my car I was met by the girl who was seemingly waiting for me. She thanked me more than a few times and said she posted it on her Instagram with over 40 great responses from her friends.

Attitude:

Aging: What Women Taught Me About Men

I could write the name of every woman who taught me, either by example or advice, next to the tips above. They left an enormous impact.

Maybe I made that same impact on a young woman on her journey.

Below is a portion from http://secure.dailyom.com dated March 16, 2020, entitled: Becoming Our Own Role Models:

If we envision a world where women support each other and help each other find their place in an ever-changing world, then we can become the change we want to see. Jealousy, envy, criticism, and judgment are refuges for the insecure. As we help others to become self-assured, we create a world in which all people help each other, regardless of gender. Only women can make the change in how women are seen and understood, not just by other women but by the world at large. The way we speak about each other to other women and to the men in our lives informs everyone to treat us with the respect that all women, and all people, deserve.

I thank the women who imparted their wisdom to me.

It felt good to pass it on.

Tip For A Long Life: Laugh-Play

May 19, 2020

Rant:

 

Tip for a long life: laugh-play!!  Did you know the word ‘play’ can be used as both a noun and a verb?  The example given using ‘play’ as a noun is, “a child at play may use a stick as an airplane.”  ‘Play’ used as a verb, is defined as ‘activity for enjoyment and recreation rather than a serious or practical purpose.’  Example given: “the children went outside to play.”

And therein lies the rub.  How come I could not find any examples using the word ‘adult’ when describing the word play?  Does something happen to us as we ‘grow-up’?  Does society give us the message that ‘play’ is only for children and at a certain age it’s time to get serious about life?  I think it does.  And, guess what, we forget about playing!!  I’m talking about ‘activity for enjoyment and recreation rather than a serious or practical purpose’ too! I’m talking about ‘goofing’ around, giggling, screaming with delight, laughing so hard no sound comes out, doing a silly dance, jumping in a pile of leaves, expressing yourself for pure enjoyment whether through art or dance or any of a thousand other ways!

Rave:

Laugh-play, that’s my Mom.  She has such a cute little girl.  Oh, wait, I bet you think I’m talking about me!  Nope.  I’m talking about the little girl that’s inside her.   I realize that I have known her little girl since I was a little girl!

See Mom’s little girl in this photo?  I can.

Laugh/Play

Mom being a goof

Mom was a single parent and on most Sunday mornings my two sisters and I would pile into her double bed, which at the time seemed enormous.  The biggest fight we had was who was getting each side of her.  “You were there last time, Susan.  It’s my turn”, I’d say.  Mom would intervene and figure it out then we’d settle down and wrap ourselves around each other.  We would giggle and laugh and talk about silly things.  She was as silly as we were. At our goofiest we would make up games and songs.  She would tell us the whole story about musicals such as  South Pacific or My Fair Lady and transport us to wonderful places. As we aged subjects were added, like taking care of ourselves as young women.   I remember the first time Mom told Susan it was okay for her to pluck her eyebrows, then looked at Susan and said,  “Susan, what happened to your eyebrows?”  Hence laughing so hard no sound came out.  I visited Mom a few weeks ago (right before her 96th birthday).  When I awoke the first morning my little girl was all excited to jump in bed with Mom and her little girl, which is exactly what I did!   As we were snuggling she said to me, “Too bad we don’t have a paper route.  I could fold them, you could throw them!” Once again laughter, giggling and goofing commenced.

I believe that the little boy or little girl we once were still lives within us. I am amazed to learn that many people are surprised when I say that.  My friend Ann Ranson is one of those people. I was telling her a story about Mom’s little girl and she said, “Wait, your Mom has a little girl? I didn’t know there was a little girl/boy still with us.” Well, I say ‘yes!’ Ann has always talked about playing more and creating more. I saw her recently and BOY has she tapped into her little girl. She sets a timer and when it goes off the music plays, that’s her time to dance around her house. She also has carved out a space to create her art and recently was accepted into a show at the Bath House Cultural Center.

Look closely at this photo of my friends Andy Taylor and Marie Taylor-Morrison.  Andy is in the stripped shirt and Marie is to his right.  Two ‘kids’ having the time of their lives!  For the record, play and fun are a HUGE part of their lives together to this day and I love it!

Laugh/Play

Andy and Marie…doing what they do best…PLAYING

 Attitude:

If you are a parent or grandparent with young children, show them that play and laughter are wonderful things.  Play WITH them.  So, I say to you, get re-acquainted with that little person.  Experiment.  Give yourself permission to be a goofball, laugh, sing, dance, scream with joy and giggle with abandon!

I believe we still carry that little girl or boy inside us because I see and hear my 96-year-old Mother’s little girl all the time!  Wow, thank you Mom!!  If she is any indication that laugh and play helps prolong our lives what are you waiting for?

 

 

Originally posted 2016-02-10 20:09:36.

5 Questions to Ask Husbands Who Recently Retired

May 19, 2020

Rant:

Here are 5 questions I would REALLY like to ask my husband who fully retired a few months ago:

  1. Do you realize you are following me around?
  2. Have you called Jack, John, Steve and/or ANYONE to see if you can meet them for lunch…on a regular basis?
  3. Is it true spouses can not testify against each other in a court of law?
  4. So, where are you going today?
  5. How is it possible to sit in one spot for 6 hours straight?

And, I must add this one told to me by a friend:  “See this sheet of paper?” she said.  “What is it?” he said. ” This is a stroke tally of how many times you called my name in the last hour!”  It was the first day they were home together after his retirement!

It’s a good thing my husband Jake has a sense of humor.  When I told him the theme of this blog, he said, “Just be as kind as you can.”

5 questions to ask husbands who recently retired

Before Jake’s retirement…Kidding!!

Rodney Brooks, a columnist for the Washington Post  www.washingtonpost.com, wrote in the Business section on November 1, 2015, “So you retired. Now what do you do?”   “Make sure you have something to do. Your marriage may depend on it.”

I’m thinking if you have a good marriage and good communication, getting through this phase may not be pleasant but doable, at least that is what a psychologist friend tells me.  She also says the number one reason women come to her, after retirement age, is to learn how to deal with their husbands who are about to leave the workforce or have already left. She asks the wife if the husband would be amenable to talking with her?  If so, she teaches them about ‘sampling.’ Sampling is merely trying different things, just to try them.  If something appeals, great.  If not, move on to something else.  No pressure. No being overwhelmed.

Another fascinating article, “Can Your Marriage Survive Retirement?” dated January 24th, 2013, was written by Robert Laura, Contributor to Forbes: www.forbes.com.   He says that, “Retirement seems particularly  hard on men who haven’t prepared for the transition.” Laura also sites Miriam Goodman, author of Too Much Togetherness: Surviving Retirement As A Couple who “made the issue very real by noting that Japanese researchers have come up with a clinical diagnosis called Retired Husband Syndrome.” Women in Japan are visiting doctors with ‘physiological reactions like rashes, nervous tics, headaches,’ et al.

 

Attitude:

I feel a little guilty about slanting this post towards women and their plight, however, everything I read reinforced my observations. It got me thinking about how men in our generation were raised differently than women in terms of their number one defined role, that of breadwinner. Period! No wonder the transition to retirement is so hard.  Women are multi-taskers.  We can take care of a household, raise kids, WORK outside the home and seem more socially integrated.  Leaving the workforce may be difficult for us, but we adapt quicker than our male counterparts.

I created a survey to see what you think.  You can find it at the link below.  I would appreciate you asking your spouse to take it, as well:

http://www.surveymonkey.com/r/N2HT6VR

Will Rogers once said, “Half our life is spent trying to find something to do with the time we have rushed through life trying to save. The average person has roughly 20 years (remember this is Will Rogers era) remaining after retirement-time enough to write a masterpiece, run a marathon, or mentor hundreds of youth. There’s even time to do nothing, discover the beauty of grandkids, or rekindle the romance of a long ago relationship.  Tomorrow can be the beginning of new adventures, new joys, and greater successes-how you spend it is up to you.”

I had a colleague who retired the minute he was eligible.  His goal was to live the way his dad lived, 35 years after retirement, traveling, reading, doing whatever he wanted to do with or without his wife’s involvement.  I just heard this wonderful man passed away.  If I count the years since the day of his retirement I believe it would be very close to 35 years.  Tony, you did it!  I would call that a life well lived!  I hope your two sons are inspired to do the same and they teach their sons and daughters the art of retiring well.  I know you inspired a lot of us to follow in your footsteps!

 

 

 

Originally posted 2015-11-22 22:21:48.

When “Do As I Say” becomes “Do As I Do”

May 19, 2020

http://www.nextavenue.org  re-posted this piece once again, originally written in 2015 in honor of Mother’s Day and my mom.

Their title: My Mother, My Inspiration…

 Rant:

You remember the phrase our parents used to say, “Do as I say, not as I do?”  Here are some “Do as I say” edicts spoken by my Mother:

-Sit up straight.

-Walk looking up, not down at your feet. (My sister Linda stepped on a nail when she tried that!)

-Your face is going to freeze like that.

-Don’t talk to strangers.

-Yes you are going with me to so and so’s house.  Why? Because I said so.

-Go to school.  If you still feel sick in a few hours, call me.

-Play nice with others.  Treat them as you want to be treated.

-Put on lipstick.  You never know who you are going to meet.

 Rave:

There were 25 people at Mom’s 95th birthday February 2nd. It was a joyous, energized and eclectic occasion filled with relatives and friends, old and young, gay and straight, black and white. People couldn’t wait to hug and kiss her and tell stories about where they met and how she inspires them.

Linda and I are in the most enviable position of being able to focus, and change, the second half of the phrase ‘Do as I say, not as I do.’ We now tell ourselves, as we navigate through our lives, ‘do as she does’ .

 

 Attitude:

I bet some people look at Mom’s wonderful smile and her ‘in the moment’ energy and think, “Wow, this woman has had an easy, happy life.” From loosing both her parents by the age of 12, raising three children with no child support, to the loss of one of her daughters, how wrong they would be.

Author Vivian Greene wrote: “Life isn’t about waiting for the storm to pass. It’s about learning how to dance in the rain.”

This is how Mom chooses to dance:

-By not putting herself down, beating herself up or saying negative things that demean who she is.

-By never saying, ‘why me?’

-By accepting that “this is the way life is.”

-By recognizing the good in others and treating everyone as an individual.  She still tells Linda and me not to speak to    strangers, but she never meets a stranger. It doesn’t matter if it is a clerk in a store or the person in the auto detailing shop, the first thing she’ll ask is their name.

-By never forgetting about the little girl who lives within her. She brings her out to play. When I called the other night, she told me she was watching a ‘penguin movie’ and could not talk.  She failed to hang up the phone properly so I was able to listen to her laugh, all by herself, while watching Happy Feet on TV.

-By repeating daily, “Some one up there is watching out for us and I’m so GRATEFUL.” Grateful being the optimum word.

-By getting out of her house and engaging in life. “I have to see people every day.”

-By saying, “Exercise. I notice one of the first things to go are your legs.”  Mom rides a stationary bike at a gym almost every day.

-By carrying herself with dignity and grace with her head held high. And I don’t remember her ever stepping on a nail!

-By putting her lipstick on before she walks out of the house!

 

Mom at 95, rocking those red lips and looking her elegant self

Mom at 95, rocking those red lips and looking her elegant self

 

Do what she does?  You bet. I’m learning how to dance in the rain.

One of my goals is to celebrate my 95th birthday, happy and healthy, with family and a group of eclectic friends, while wearing a brilliant shade of red lipstick!

How about you?

 

 

Originally posted 2017-05-14 11:37:34.