Hooray -- I LOVE being 62

Good morning everyone,

Well, I've finally done it. I've accepted that I really am 62. Yahoo! What's great about that is that I can gracefully move forward with who I am. No secrets, no shame ... only pride  and honesty.

Point: Always love who you are!

Now, I've never been one to lie about my age, but I noticed the last couple of years that I would sort of circumvent it. There were two main reasons for that: 1. I feared I might not get hired for my consulting and speaking services because of "age discrimination" and 2. I thought men wouldn't be interested in me at this age. My preconceived notion about this is that they "all" want younger women. Well, you know what, I find younger men much more attractive too. Our radar is still ... young!

Well, my age is now a Non-Issue. I'm 62 and damn proud. I don't look 62, I don't act 62, and for the most part I don't feel 62 -- well, except for when I first wake up in the morning, with those damn aches and pains.

Point: Now, I'm ready to embrace 62 as my age of wisdom. 

I've done a lot, accomplished many things, am credentialed up the wazoo -- people want me for all of that and probably don't give a damn about the age. And, if they do ... well, it's their loss.

The world (well at least the world of Long Island, NY) will know today that I'm 62. I'm on the front page of the Act 2 section of the Newsday newspaper there today. They quote me as turning 62 and refusing to collect my social security. (If you want to read the article, go to: www.newsday.com/business/ny-bzcov0110,0,710749.story)

Yes, I'm 62, but I'm not ready to collect my social security. I wish to all those who are ready, that they do it; but me, I'm not ready. I earn too much money and would have to give that up; I want to wait til I'm 70 and then get twice as much money monthly when I need it. End of story.

Point: So, what about you ... are you embracing your boomer age -- whatever it is? 

We are the knowledge-bearers for our families and for our workplaces. We have wisdom. We are worthy of respect. As a woman, I'm am a crone -- a wise woman. I love that. As arrogant as I am, I can run around telling everyone that in Native American tradition, I AM Wise Woman. Yahoo!

I hope you'll run around your world embracing the beauty of who you are.

Happy embracing.

Have a wonderful weekend.

I'd love to see your responses and comments.

Ann