By: Honey Good
Have you ever noticed that sometimes others see the strength in you better than you see it yourself?
My girlfriend's husband stopped me the other day and said, rather unexpectedly, "My wife reads your blogs and thinks you are so smart.”
I smiled and said "thank you" as my heart skipped a beat because I am a writer, I am a wife, I am an entrepreneur, I am a mother and so much more. I am chasing my dreams...owning honeygood.com in my sixties!
On the drive home with Shelly, I thought about what this man had said as my favorite French singer, Edith Piaf, echoed softly in the background. Was there a meaningful message in his statement that I could pass onto you? Sitting quietly, I lived into my answer!
I began to think back over the passages of my own life.
One of my goals when I was raising my daughters was to prepare them to be independent, competent, and enthusiastic women who would have the ability to glide into meaningful young adult lives. My prayers were answered but as they ventured out a part of me was lost. My mothering days with children at home were over! Now what? What would I do with the rest of my life as an ‘empty nester?’ I toiled with this for several years as I added new titles to my resume of mother, widow, wife, daughter, sister, beloved Grandmother, volunteer and girlfriend. Then came, golfer, card player, world traveler, etc.
As we live into our passage of ‘independent nesters’ we have fabulous choices at our fingertips, darlings.
Let’s first realize the facts:
Our younger self is gone! We have made choices that are now irreversible. Some of us have marriages that are sputtering along, careers that are over, friendships that could not be maintained, reflective time on our hands where we ask ourselves, "What did we do right?" and even "Where did we fail?" We face our own mortality! So realize all of this, dear darlings, and then move on.
You have so many opportunities at your fingertips now that you have time. This passage of your life should be your best! There is something very beneficial about living part of your life as an independent woman, never leaving your husband or significant other out of the equation.
Yes, I am smart and this is why...I made the choice to live my life to its fullest as a married yet independent, competent and enthusiastic woman, just as I hope I have taught my daughters.
So can you! Mirror me, darlings. Expand your horizons! You have the time. Push yourself to do things you have always wanted to do. Plant a garden. Learn to needlepoint. Venture out and see the world. Tighten your friendships. Spend alone time with your husband or significant other. Take a course at a University.
This is no time to spend your life bored, moping or complaining! The fact of the matter is: You are a wiser version of the woman you were! Acknowledge all your opportunities and you will survive.
And just in case you do not see the strength in you, I do. Not only will you survive the rest of your life, you will chase your dreams and you will thrive.
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Yesterday, my ultimate concierge, who is a city boy at heart, turned to me and said,
“I could live on a beautiful, secluded Island with you, Orchid and my library of books and be content.”
I felt a wave of physical and emotional contentment sweep over me as I listened. I replied,
“I would take my laptop and we would live in ‘Hawaii by the Sea’.”
We looked at each other and smiled as he returned to reading his book and I opened my laptop, my mind focused on the most important word, CONTENTMENT.
By: Honey Good
How often do you smile and laugh during the day?
By Susan "Honey" Good
“None are so old as those who have outlived enthusiasm.” ~ Henry David Thoreau
I am on American Airlines with my husband, Shelly, and my dog, Orchid. We are on our way to sunny California. I wave good-bye to my beautiful Chicago, with its vitality and energy, as I listen to the plane roar up into the sky over Lake Michigan and into the white fluffy clouds. I am off to my tranquil life; to my home away from home, Rancho Mirage, California.
By Susan "Honey" Good
Change is in the air. We, stylish women over fifty, have entered a new passage in our lives. We are free as a breeze to concentrate on our desires.
Many of us are empty nesters. Many have retired from careers. Many of us want a new career. Many decide to down size, sell our homes and move to places with pleasant weather. Many of us are widowed or divorced and looking for a new partner. Many of us are free to cruise, fly or drive to see America and the world. Some of us may choose to finish a college degree that was previously put on hold. And so many women over fifty are restless and wonder, “What can be next on my horizon?”
I am in the midst of re-reading A New Earth by Eckhart Tolle and it’s even better the second time. The first time I read it was probably ten years ago. Now, at this point in my life, I wouldn’t have expected to achieve that much new enlightenment since the last read. But I’ll be darned - I have! As I dive into the very dense and deep writings of Mr. Tolle, I see my previously highlighted passages. And they are still worthy of the highlights but they read differently now. They are not the revelations they were originally. They are now my truth. The enlightenment of past years has become the reality I live in today. That’s pretty exciting to me. I can see now that I am living at a deeper and more peaceful level.
All of this being said, I’m still quite capable of creating havoc in my daily dealings. All the fools on the freeway still haven’t learned how to drive. The people in a certain a political party (that must go unnamed on this blog site) are still redneck, mouth-breathers. And, I can still get sucked into some juicy gossip as quick as a Beverly Hills Housewife. But, in between, I’m a lot more peaceful than I used to be.
"Tis a gift to be simple, Tis a gift to be free. ‘Tis a gift to come down where we ought to be. And when we find ourselves In the place that’s right, twill be in a valley of love and delight." 19th Century Shaker Hymn
Reading this little poem gives me immeasurable pleasure. I reread it often; each time, feeling my body de-stress and unwind. I am embracing simplicity.
It would be dream- like to believe we can always ‘simple be.’ Nevertheless, this poem empowered me to reexamine my life style, a mix of utter razzle and dazzle that often puts me into a state of utter frazzle.
I wanted to keep the razzle-dazzle and minimized the frazzle in my life style. And, being of a certain mindset I have succeeded somewhat in doing just that.
We’ve been facing a dilemma of late. How do we refer to the men we date when out in public and we want to introduce them?
US: Oh hi, Mrs. Wagner, this is my boyfriend, Bob. (At which point, she looks at us incredulously because he’s not a boy – in his 60s in Barbara’s case, or in his 70s, as in Margaret’s. And he’s certainly more than a friend.)
It was so easy when we were younger… but wasn’t everything? Long before we turned 50, he was a boyfriend and before that a date. Now that we are skipping down the path of senior citizenship or have arrived, the term sounds so teenager-ish, like trying to wear our skirts too short or our hair too long.
7 years ago, my wonderful world came crashing down. Life was no longer a marvel. I had a diagnosis of lung and melanoma cancer on the same day! I am lucky to be alive. Here is the story of my journey.
By Susan "Honey" Good
I was reading an article titled, “What is the Number One Thing a Millionaire Looks for when Choosing Friends?”
The answer is, my darlings, an optimist!
By Susan "Honey" Good
My daughter, Jenny, and I were having a conversation about my Grand, Skylar. I am very careful not to interfere in my daughter’s life but every once in a while, when I am passionate about something, I very carefully -- almost stuttering inside myself -- say..."No, I disagree."