I love my age


  • People
  • Friday, 29 Jan 2016

The retirement years can be fun and fulfilling. -- Reuters

It was once considered taboo to ask a woman her age. Today, my friends and I proudly declare that we are in our mid-sixties. An instant glow appears on our faces when told that our looks belie our age.

Why do I love my age? Let me do a checklist: tertiary education, check; marriage, check; a fulfilling career, check; children all grown up and independent, check.

The trials and tribulations of life have made me more mature. I have mellowed with age.

I am enjoying my retirement. I have golf with my buddies – all retirees – twice a week. There is a little wager, and the loser pays for drinks and some cakes – all at affordable prices. What is more fun is the comradeship that we share. We tell each other about the latest bargains in town, where to get the best nasi lemak, what herbal remedies to take, etc.

Our breakfast can stretch on and on as we talk about politics, husbands (a hot topic), children. Sometimes we compare ailments. We celebrate each other’s birthday and take turns to treat the birthday girl and try out the new eateries in town.

On another day in the week, I indulge in line dancing, My brain is stretched as I try to remember the steps that can run to 64! Alas, my teacher laments when we cannot remember the steps and patiently goes through the paces with us. Most of us enjoy the easier dances that run up to 32 steps. Our group consists of seniors in their sixties but there is one in her late 70s who puts us to shame with her sharp memory.

Once a week, I volunteer at a set-up that trains young adults with learning disabilities to work in the outside world. The progress made by these young adults is reward in itself. It is a joy to come and help out at the centre.

I love my age because now I can afford to pamper myself with facials, a massage or two, a manicure/pedicure, and better health supplements.

Now that the children are all independent, we can use our money to go on holidays. My hubby and I have toured a few countries, and gone on a couple of cruises.

Our grandchildren live across the Causeway and we visit them often. When I visit, I tutor my eldest granddaughter who is 11. Kay Leen tells her mum that doing work with grandma is more fun (a glowing testament to my teaching skills). Ai Leen, nine, is happy to have the grandparents play card games and Scrabble with her. The youngest, Hui Leen, five, has grandpa running at her beck and call.

The other day, the lovelies lamented that our stay was too short. Kay Leen wanted us to stay with them “forever and ever” while Ai Leen suggested that we give our house to the poor and move in with them. Truly, one of the joys of old age is to have grandchildren and be with them.

For what other reasons do I love my age? Well, I get 50% discount when I travel on KTM and the Komuter, or go for high tea buffets at certain hotels. In banks and at government offices, there is a special counter for seniors. I pay half the price for some movies in town.

However, age has its demerits. Two weeks ago, I had vertigo and stayed in bed the whole day. Now and then, I get aches and pains, an occasional frozen shoulder, sometimes a trigger finger. Sometimes I experience senior moments. I know this is all part of growing old.

In retrospect, I have lived my life to the fullest and before my Maker calls me home, I will continue to live as well as I can. Yes, I love my age.


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