How old are you?

I turned 60 last fall, and feel confident that I will be healthy for the next 20 years, so I don't dwell on mortality.

I wish I could say the same for DH. He suffers with several health issues and although he is the same age as me, he feels much older. He tends to dwell on this; he says he is being practical, but I wish he would be a bit more optimistic.

I'm 74 and yes the years have flown. DH and I try to enjoy as much as we can both cope with and make the most of enjoying family and friends. There are health issues but we try and cope with each thing as it turns up which is most of the time.

I’m 67y.
Makes me smile when people say “treat every day as though it were your last”.
I’d be worn out by Saturday.

Good Grief - I’m older than you - I’d better get everything sorted. Will has been done, but haven’t done the POAs and the little things, like, who gets which piece of jewellery. Must hurry up ?‍♂️

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Urms I’m with you on that! But when I cleared out Mums house there were so many lovely clothes that she had kept for ‘best’ so many lovely items that she could have used or put out of their wrappings because they were ‘too good to be used every day’
I use all of my lovely things, or at least have them out on shelves so that I can enjoy looking at them.
But I’d hate today to be the day that was lived as though it was my last! I’ve been ill on the sofa all day?

I’m just turned 75 and find it unbelievable. However it’s a privilege not afforded to all, so must be grateful even though I get more tired than I used to. Widowed five years ago and cancer twice, intimations of mortality invade frequently.
I don’t like to think of my DC being upset at my passing and have told them not to grieve too much as I have had a marvellous life in many ways, singing professionally and teaching.
I’m still keen to keep up appearances and without boasting do not look my age (Botox, fillers, Dulux paint and reasonably fashionable clothes help?) But I don’t look weird, my DD would soon tell me!
I haven’t downsized and the clutter here worries me. Not only all my stuff but my DHs past generations clobber landed here, some good things but some, well…However a friend said if the DC are going to inherit a reasonably expensive property, they can get on with it lol.
I have a religious streak, not marked, and know if I went to mass regularly, it would sustain me immensely. Should start soon!
Hope to continue travelling, painting and singing (with adjustments to repertoire) for as long as I can.

LaCrepescule I will be 64 end of this month. I don't worry about getting older as to me it's futile. My husband the love of my life and the other half of me died 18 years ago aged 47. So worrying about ageing and dieing wastes what time we have left. I looked after my parents and mother in law until their deaths. And had my own brush with death in 2017 .So I am well acquainted with death.

There are only 2 certainties in life we are born we die. My husband didn't want to die but cancer takes all ages. He made me promise to live the best life I can and I do.

Moving house gave me a new better life. In my old house I existed since moving I live my life to the full. I have been ill for a very long time excepted to die first but it was my husband who died. I have met lots of people with terrible illnesses and disabilities. And there zest for life is amazing .

So don't waste time worrying about age or dieing life your life to the full. So many children and young people's lives are cut short . Rejoice in the fact you have reached the age you have and plan what you want to do with the rest of it and do it.

I'm 69 slowing down a bit due to arthritis but playing golf (often with 80 year old ladies so that is inspirational) and organising Walking Netball groups with lots of 'ladies of a certain age' who love how much fun it is.

I will be 76 next month and just grateful to be still here.
Cancer six years ago and a pulmonary embolism whilst having chemotherapy but being a practical person I just accepted that I had to keep on going.
One year after my diagnosis DH was diagnosed with cancer too and that was harder to bear.
I pray I have a dignified end that was denied to DH.

Gosh, I am 85... until this last year, felt and looked in late 60`s, well told that on the looks by people...
I certainly did not feel my physical years.

had care of husband for some years, then he went on died on me just before covid, ie. the Nov. before.. then I continued to live in my fairyland,, lockups,, and too many changes, for me, and suddenly about 6 months ago, I aged! mentally I guess... I am relatively healthy, well health is good for my years. high bp. contained with medication for years now..

I get so tired, and though I hate to use the word, I guess I am struggling with depression, (can`t take medication doc issues)
I get out to local church and whatever social events they do... fortunate that our church has kept open for my preferred traditional service..

two ds, 4 gks.. don`t get "looked after" by them, they keep in touch,, don`t know if I am "alone" or "lonely" but I am certainly not good mentally.. got my cat... life saver... I have to live to look after her.

guess that is my problem, my prop of caring for someone, (all my life) no gone.

not frightened of death, just as Franbean, (was it?) said, the mode of dying.

I doNOT want to live to be dependent on anyone!my biggest fear

so I will put the vacuum round,, heartheartedly, and try to keep the dust down.. other than that.. well that I do have to close my eyes to..

Hey it`s Spring! see the flowers,, the lighter evenings!

Im late 50s and my husband warly 60s. Gosh, this thread has struck a chord. The last few months I've had a strange feeling in the pit of my stomach that 'something life changing' will happen soon. I like to think I'm fairly fit and I exercise regularly including walking our dog every day but my husband struggles with his mobility more and more. This is due in the main to his drinking and gaining lots of weight in the last couple of years (blame lockdown). I find myself wondering how I'll cope on my own and would I manage as both our children live a distance from us.
I'm pleased it's not just me who worries as I thought I was being irrational to say the least.

wewere talking about this at work, in my head I am about 22, my knees are 80 and I will be 70 next January. I don't feel old until my children hit significant birthdays, my eldest was 40 last Christmas but how can that be I am not old enough to have a 40 year old child.

All the above chats are what you call LIVING. Just make the most of Life every day.

I'll be 70 next Tuesday. I'm in reasonable health but could do with loosing a few pounds to stop my knees and hips and sometimes ankles telling me to slowdown at Zumba class. I didn't think much about death until I lost my husband early in 2021 from Covid. He wasn't particularly healthy but not that ill. I try to keep myself busy but I also enjoy doing nothing on occasion. My mother's female side if the family have lived to their late 80's so fingers crossed. I'm hoping to go on holiday but the current situation still makes me a little nervous. I had Covid-19 back in October but never really felt ill with it.

I’m not so much fixating about death but before that, the likelihood of me getting Dementia/ Alzheimer’s
I was persuaded to do a genetic test and it said I had an increased risk. I also have suffered head injuries and chronic migraine so which also increases the chances. I find myself googling how to off myself as soon as I start to get symptoms.
I’ve always had a terrible short term memory due to head injuries so I’m not sure,, it may be starting already.

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I'm 75 and my mother is just 102 so I expect I'll probably live quite a bit longer. That's fine and I hope my partner does too. Hear, hear for voluntary euthanasia: it's a disgrace that it's not available in the UK and that people have to drag themselves to Switzerland with the risk their loved ones might be prosecuted for helping.

I am 74, I've had cancer twice and got through it. I have all sorts of other medical issues but the thing that always occurs to me about dying is, what if I'm in the middle of a good book but don't get to finish it. Daft I know, but I hate the thought of missing out on a good book.

I am 73 and have shitty health - it really exasperates me being in pain as there is so much that I want to do before I die. Not mad exciting things - just walks, holidays, concerts etc.

My OH died two years ago and that was a moment for thinking about mortality. It frankly seems perfectly ridiculous that the man I spent my life with has simply gone, as well as being sad of course.

I am not afraid of being dead - it was fine before I lived and will be fine afterwards. I feel my last task will be to die as well as I can so as not to cause too much distress to my loved ones. I have absolute faith in my DDs that they will fight for the best care for me if I deteriorate - you should have seen them fighting for the best for their Dad (along with me) - like a pack of tigers!!!

I am 71 but I simply do not have time to dwell upon my own demise, too much going on, I run a Local History Group, I have a very active collection of grandchildren who need entertaining,advising and nagging. I have a wife who regularly nags me, I am a musician so daily or action cue us essential, I read, live, shop, listen to music. So much to do, possibly so little time but too busy to worry about it.

I'm 60 in summer, and feel like I'm falling to bits at the moment, middle ear infection so dizzyness. Constantly tired, having a ct body and brain scan and a double endoscopy. For stomach problens next week.

Hopefully all will cone to nothing or something like IBS, and i can get back to planning breaks away, and meeting friends my favourite things.

Mum had a diagnosis for dementia 2 years ago at 77 but just her short term memory afected so far, she lives independently with a daily visit from one of us to get meds out abd to take her for her heavy shopping and to the "no nay never cafe" for people with dementia . We play dominoes, have a quiz, sance etc.

Both grandma's lived independently till two weeks short of 95 and two weeks short of 93. My dad is 83 and been ill for many years but always seems to bounce back.

Only relative I know who passed young was my paternal grandad who was in his 40s and smoked like a trouper and think he died of lung cancer a couple of years before I was born.

I don't dwell on mortality, the years do seem to pass quicker, but having a 24 year old daughter keeps me in touch with what is going on fir the younger ones.

Take care everyone and have a good Easter, Ramadam or just a good April.

BlueSapphire I am the same as you, 77 next week. Like others, I find it hard to believe. Both my parents died at 68, which is another thing I find hard to get my head round, that I have already outlived them by so much. They seemed much older than I feel now. I think it's other people's attitudes towards age that are the problem; for me it's just a number. I still work freelance, have a lovely husband who is eighteen months young, three daughters and five grandchildren. My health is not bad, apart from insomnia. Had breast cancer diagnosed and treated last year. Have had a fear of death since childhood, when my older sister died at 19 (I was 8 and in the same bedroom) and my aunt at 30 a few months earlier. But I am learning to live with it. I am so sorry for those of you who have lost your life partners and some so young.

"Eighteen months younger than me" that should have been. Oh for an edit button, Gransnet.

I'm 69 just signed up for cosmetic surgery face and neck lift might have a few years with a new face who knows

I'm 65 and up to now have been generally pretty healthy apart from arthritis and IBS.

Had a knee replaced in 2019 very successfully but NHS pressures in my area followed by Covid meant the second one wasn't done until late last year, and it hasn't been as good so far - though I think it's beginning to improve at last.

Meantime I started alendronic acid for osteoporosis in January but had a bad reaction to it - I was horribly ill for a week. So I've definitely felt my age for the past few months.

That being said, I'm definitely perking up now. Hopefully back dancing next month (Ceroc, Northern Soul...) Have a few kilos to shift but nothing too awful. Would like to wear higher heels but that will have to wait until the current plantar fasciitis flare subsides.

I retire next year (hooray) and my plan is to concentrate on the creative textiles stuff I love to do but also to pick up what I can in temporary work to provide the jam on the bread and butter.