We are getting older
Our eyesight isn't what it was.
Our hands hurt.
We are not as strong as we once were.
We are not as agile as we were when we were younger.
We fall down.
We forget things.
We drop things.
Our “naughty bits” don’t work like they used to.
Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.
You need a motorcycle that won’t fall over, ergonomic gloves to help you golf and garden, shoe stabilizers so you don’t fall down, automatic garage doors, reminders to take our medications, penis pumps and hi-tech coffee cups to make our lives easier and more fulfilling.
You know, we are what we are.
If we are smart, we except our shortcomings, find a way to overcome them and move on with living our lives to the fullest.
Humility does not come easily for most baby boomers.
It rubs against our grain.
I for one, have lived my life expecting to live forever squeezing every last ounce of my entitlement to “life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness.”
Growing old and dying seems like a violation of our birthright.
If you are like me, you believe that individual initiative is the key to success in life.
Life only makes sense if you fight hard enough and long enough.
I’m going down kicking and scratching and clawing for every last second that life will afford me.
I think Ted Nugent summed it up pretty well in his song “Stranglehold.”
Sometimes you wanna get higher
And sometimes you gotta start low
Some people think they gonna die someday
I got news, ya never got to go
Yet, there is not a baby boomer among us that will admit that they have enough passion, spirit and intensity to indefinitely postpone our decline and death.
We embrace the fact that we are all unique.
Most of us feel that our personal composition of physical strength, talents, ambitions and dreams is far superior to the next person.
As we rack up more baby boomer years and we begin to lose our hair, our sexual prowess, our strength and stamina we need to understand that we are all in the same boat.
Our minds get fuzzier right along with the insides of our noses and ears and we may not even realize it.
We will need the assistance of certain aids and tools like I have been bringing to your attention over the past week to maintain as much of our active lifestyles as possible.
And most importantly we have to realize and accept the fact that we will need the assistance, support and service of others to get by.
It is the understanding that we are but tiny parts of a much bigger machine.
It is a tough thing to admit to ourselves.
We have to begin now to learn how to accept the inevitable.
Without humility, the backside of our baby boomer years will be an unbalanced and anxious struggle against our own pride.
Most importantly, open yourself up to new relationships and friendships knowing, up front, that we all need each other and that we are all on this ride together.
Don’t be embarrassed by them.
You better believe that in the years ahead I will wake up every morning and pump up my penis in the shower with my favorite “Bathmate” while enjoying my coffee in a “handSteady” cup.
I’ll finish my morning restroom break by wiping with my “Hemo Roll” paper.
Refreshed, I will look over and see it’s time to take my medications by the “Glow Caps” on my prescription bottles.
I’ll slip into my “Vacuum Dry Diaper” and head out on my “Spyder” motorcycle, hitting the open road checking out where I am going on my over-sized “Magellan” navigation device.
I will have my balance “B Shoes” and my “Bionic Gloves” on.
And best of all, I won’t have to look back because I know, thanks to my "Garage Butler” my door will automatically shut.
It's easy to tell them about it.
Forward it on to them or just email them my blog link at www.survive55.com.
It would be great if you told everyone you knew about Survive55.com.
The more Baby Boomers we can help, the better place we make this world !!!
Thanks for joining me..........................................................