“We need UP people. You are an UP person. I am an UP person.” She proclaimed with childlike enthusiasm.
Then, she continued. “My neighbor on the other hand, she will be outside on the most beautiful day, and when you remark about how gorgeous it is she will find a way to see the negative by saying that it probably will rain tomorrow.”
The draining negativity, the malicious calling others names, and the inability to enjoy life is what both of us agreed were who we wanted to surround ourselves with.
“Which one is your favorite?” I asked after sitting down sitting down looking out at the art exhibit that was on the walls before us.
Often, I hear how difficult it is to open a conversation with someone. “What do I say?” That is one of the most common questions.
Instead, I simply ask questions. After she pointed out the paintings, and photographs, that were the most intriguing (although we mutually liked all of them) I followed up by asking where she was from originally. That led into a lengthy conversation about her family, her children, and included her mother who lived to be over a 100.
“My doctor said he is going to keep me alive to be a 100. That is nice, as long as I have my health, but equally so that I have people to lay with because we need to be connecting with others.”
Each of us was equally shocked when we revealed our ages. She thought I was somewhere around 30-35, and I thought she was around 60-65 years old.
“I know.” She smiled. “There is no way you would have ever known that I was 91 years old.”
Her kids, spread out across the nation, all tell her to live and enjoy. Her son who is a teacher, him himself being in his 60’s, tells her often to “go out and do whatever you like.”
Such great advice no matter the age, simple yet powerful – live!
She does and it shows. There are no visible signs of wrinkles, she moves about freely without any hesitation or limitation and her mind is completely coherent.
Living life to its fullest has a unique meaning to each individual person. We all live, but we are all living our lives a little bit differently. Each of us our own perspective on how we view the world, and our place in it. What gives each of our lives’ meaning, it is ours alone to find.
Some may view my time as being wasted as I sat there for what was probably an hour speaking to a woman who I will never see again. There was no monetary gain to be had nor was there anything either of us wanted from each other.
We simply sat there and enjoyed one another’s company.
“I really enjoyed our conversation.” She expressed as she was leaving to go get ice cream with her two other female companions who came with her to the gathering. “I really enjoyed connecting.”
There is such beauty in letting go and being present. I gain so much connecting to others in a genuine authentic way.
It feels good. And feeling good is, at least for me, what it is all about.