And then there is also the matter of self-confidence, an inner assurance one gains from looking at oneself and feeling that despite the passage of time there is ample energy and psychical well-being to remain actively engaged in life.
Most of the retirees are robust enough, to varying degrees. Some, having reached the heights of their 80s have undergone surgeries that have left them partially debilitated, when they were previously physically active in the community. And some, like Margaret, who lives on the street behind us, seem increasingly birdlike and frail; she informed me yesterday her daily walks around the block have become more infrequent because of the hot weather, and it looks as though she can barely toddle along.
Others, like my husband, (and me) refuse to let the years dictate their limits. They actively engage in taxing physical endeavours, look after themselves, acquire the mindset of those who value life enough to take charge of their immediate future.
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