At this time of year, it seems appropriate to acknowledge it’s time for us to stand tall and declare, once and for all, that we will not be invisible! We will not go quietly into the night. Society may have tried to tuck us away into some shadowy corner the moment we turned 55, but…
Before I launch into this topic, I’m going to apologise for using the expression Women of a Certain Age. It always seems very patronising to me. We don’t affix a moniker to men of a certain age, even if they do have changeable body shapes, so why should women be singled out?!
The night’s embrace—the time for dreams, rest, and rejuvenation. As women 55+ or 55++ and then some, we’ve danced through decades, embracing life’s adventures and challenges. But the nocturnal rhythm that once graced us may now be a tune of intermittent insomnia or restless nights. But this blog is your lighthearted guide to understanding sleep changes as we age and (hopefully) rediscovering the bliss of a good night’s sleep.
So, you’ve probably heard about this thing called “Male Menopause” Yes? But let’s get real – it’s a bit of a misnomer, isn’t it? I mean, just the word “menopause” itself breaks it down for us: “meno” (month) and “pause” (stop). And sorry, guys, but your monthly cycle just isn’t a thing.
We live in a world that seems to glorify youth above all else, and the art (art?) of being famous. Really, it’s high time to celebrate the beauty of women 55PLUS and beyond.
You may know some or many of these remarkable women who are not merely growing older; they are aging with a flair that’s both inspiring and infectious.
So, grab your cup of tea or coffee or a restorative G&T (no judgment here, we’re all about that British charm), and let’s dive into the art of aging well and happily.
Are you a fabulous 55+ woman who’s tired of society’s constraints, and ready to embrace life with unbridled passion? If the answer was yes, it’s time to kick those societal restrictions to the curb and embark on some adventures that will leave you feeling more alive than ever before.
My dearest readers, before I launch into the fabulous world of travelling alone as a mature woman, let me clarify one thing: age, like the pounds we’ve added over the years, is merely a number. And like those extra pounds, they are the result of fabulous dinners, hearty laughs, and too many cocktails. But who’s counting?
What Was I Thinking?! This is a familiar thought to me and I wonder if it’s the same for you. there have been so many bizarre decisions made since I was 55, and as a consequence, have found myself in so many pickles, I have to wonder what happened to my gut? We all know our gut is always right so why don’t we listen?!
This article has been prompted by people I have always thought of as friends and who aren’t. I would love to hear your views on this. I find it quite distressing! Sometimes.
I have learned this is a very vexing question which can create huge emotional swings in people. If you’re a woman who is 55Plus, a very specific demographic, do you want to be called A certain age? Senior? Elderly? Crone? Or perhaps a Sage or any one of perceptive, thoughtful, wise or even, my all-time favourite, perspicacious? Whatever … what do you choose as your label?