I became more confident as I grew older. I was quite anxious in my youth. I quite like being in my 60s although my aching bones sometimes remind me I am not a spring chicken any more.I have lots of illnesses, all ongoing and have a shed-load of drugs to take every day, but despite it all I still feel quite blessed..Blessed to have wonderful people in my life. I still see life as a bit of an adventure. I think I am invincible. I hate illnesses, hate doctors and loathe having limitations. However, my Mum used to say "The flesh is weak but the spirit is strong" and I think that applies to me. I hate to be beaten.
I was just thinking this year as I wrote out my Christmas cards that so many people, names in y address book, have died.I quite fear death too, but something in me says I must get the most out of life, the life left to me, so I try to. If I get miserable I tend to stay indoors, brood for a bit, do very little and then shake myself down and keep going. Life is precious.I think old age is just another stage of life and we adapt if we can. Inside I still feel very young.
I appreciate that anyone very limited by illness or lack of family or horrible circumstances might see life differently.