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I’m not new to aging, but I am new to this age. The age where my balance is mischievous, reaction times lazy, and my agility is sometimes asleep at the wheel. I love my life.

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Cyber everything! I cyber researched, cyber messaged, cyber found. I also unintentionally cyber signed up for a slew of newsletters, chat groups, financial reports and host of other general interest fluff.

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During our explorations we were influenced by inviting aromas, similar to Christmas morning’s past, and conversely, a few odors so disingenuous we didn’t speak about.

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I like to refer to this next chapter as a pain in the keister. For me, it wasn’t the physicality of downsizing that was difficult, though it did have its challenges, rather it was the emotional toll that tested me.

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It hit us one day, though it was at our fingertips from day one, just how much life was available. Now we want to socialize, dive into our hobbies and interests.

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Listen, whether you’re a cat person or a dog person, we can all agree that people are a little partial to one or the other. I’m not going to try and convince cat people that us dogs are way better. I’m here to tell you about a life best lived at my owners’ community.

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