Longevity guilt with salad (2 poems and a cure)
Here I am, fit and healthy and housed and 81. Longevity guilt gets us nowhere. How to be useful? That’s the cure.
Continue readingHere I am, fit and healthy and housed and 81. Longevity guilt gets us nowhere. How to be useful? That’s the cure.
Continue readingThese quick points have stuck in my mind after a morning soaking up new research information on digital inclusion of seniors and other marginalised groups.
Continue readingThis is the story of you, as you are now
or as you will be one day: unyoung.
It looks like the story of me
as I tackle the shock of being old right now
People truck through phases. Shakespeare
Erikson and Sheehan all agree on that.
Young people rarely tell us
that they’re struggling
in the dark behind the mask: