I was a ‘nana’ at 48. On holiday in France my then future DIL called me a trouper because I was playing with grandsons, they were in dingy and I was pulling them around, after when they had finished playing I got dingy out of water and carried it back to where we were sitting, I was probably in my early 60’s then. Being a nana you do stuff you wouldn’t normally do whilst you are able. I am now almost 75, have reverse right shoulder replacement and two hip replacements, I now also need a new knee so can’t always do everything I want to. I am not worried about what I am called at my age, I am old in body but my mind is still active, and the old saying sticks and stones. Who cares?!
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