As a grandmother, I'm mindful of the commonly held beliefs of how a “woman my age” should dress. But those rules won't apply to me. No longer will I avoid looking sexy in clothing worn by young women. In fact, as I pass through the interior of that humongous station, rather than being disdained, I'm admired. It feels wonderful to be photographed, praised, hugged by young people who are thrilled to see an older woman not afraid to be herself.
My Russian-born mother was 4'11” and wore a 4 ½ size shoe. Believe it or not, that was the sample size in the 1930s and 1940s. She prided herself on her dainty feet – the rest of her wasn't quite as dainty – as she found exquisite footwear that she felt proud to wear, and that was reasonably priced. In my teens, I was 5'4” weighed 125, and wore a size 61/2 shoe. It was looking as if each new generation was gaining inches on the preceding generation.
Zipping on my boots, I left the TV on and chanced on the Queen Latifah Show. I find her very likable charming, and non plastic in presentation or surgery. So, when she began her show with an earnest appeal for us to get our “girls” checked, I sat up and paid attention.
Last week, the streets of Manhattan were transformed into powerful rallying sites. Marchers from all over the world joined forces to protest the destruction of our soil, air and water. Focusing mostly on climate changes and the dangers of fracking, over half a million marchers bravely struck back at the forces that refuse to recognize the severity of the climate problem.
We laughed at her face with its countless surgeries. But mostly we laughed at her wild and wonderful humor. This courageous woman stopped at nothing to have us convulsing with laughter.She was never concerned about being judged as corny, ridiculous, sacrilegious, inappropriate, insulting and even disgusting and repulsive. Yes, she faced all this derision, but kept on delivering the goods. It was never the audience's judgment that concerned her. All she wanted to do was make us laugh. And that she did!
Human to human we all need to understand, empathize and support the choices of others, however painful. Admittedly, he killed himself to find peace. Would that he chose to publicly share his anguish allowing us to release him with a loving, understanding final farewell.
The latest bizarre example of age prejudice— AGEISM—surfaced at JFK when I was passing through security. The guards told me that I didn't have to take off my boots because I was a senior. While I was delighted not to have to go through the machinations of removing them, it hit me that it was, in fact, not a benefit, but an insult
Even with people with whom we are close, there are times when a phrase, a judgement, or even a look can hurt their feelings. Perhaps we hit a nerve, pushed one of their "buttons" or been unknowingly insensitive or hurtful.
We've all experienced that wonderful feeling when we are in the presence of people and places that somehow make us feel like we belong. As children, our parents provide a secure, loving environment. They help, guide and hug us through whatever challenges life delivers. Their support provides the security and guidance that enables us to thrive as we ourselves grow into maturity.
For as long as I can remember, meals would always include a starch or a grain, Breakfast would be cereal—hot or cold—plus bread -- white or whole grain. Lunch would usually be a sandwich, hamburger, hot dogs or pizza and dinner would have rice or pasta in one of its many forms—macaroni, spaghetti, spirals, etc. What was a meal without bread or a starch?
Seemingly out of the blue, we are bombarded with the perils of eating gluten.