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Who Are You … My Biggest Fear

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Aging is not for wimps.   Boomers are living longer than previous generations and often without the benefit of role models; our parents, in general, die or died at a younger age than we will.   Fiftieth birthdays used to be the entry point for final chapters of life.   Now they are the turning points for beginnings. No matter how healthy we are at 50, however, we will begin to experience losses, some little, some large.   If we are not careful, fear of those losses can get in the way of living more than the actual losses. My biggest fear is not cancer; there are cures and support.   It is not loss of mobility; physical therapy and wheelchairs can help with that.   Lack of libido?   Not a problem.   Losing a job because I can’t keep up with younger workers?   Not me.   Diseases related to family history, in my case diabetes and Parkinson’s Disease?   Plenty of ways to manage both.   My biggest fear as I get older is Alzheimer’s Disease. Although my parents and their sibli

Freaked Out and Pissed

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I love technology.   Let me update that … I used to love technology until today.   I got an odd text message with a code verifying my request for a name change on my account.   It said if I didn’t make this request I should call customer service.   Hell no, I did NOT make that request and I did call.     During the hour-long conversation with two different customer services reps and their fraud department I learned that someone tried to change the name on my account and upgrade the service.   They used the automated system and had the proper verification information.   They might have succeeded if I hadn’t called customer service when I did.   Customer service changed the information back to the original info and put an alert on my account. How the hell did someone get my verification information?   Nothing is missing, that I know of.   I checked my bank twice and nothing has happened there … yet.   I carry very little personal information in my wallet and I rarely give

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This made me smile.  Well, actually it made me laugh ...

What In Your Life Made the Earth Move For You?

What comes to mind if you are asked the question, “What in your life made the Earth move for you?”   The phrase ‘make the earth move’ often refers to great sex, but this question and this post refer to something much broader than that. I stumbled on an HBO special this morning called “Bruce Weber: A YoungArts Masterclass.”   Basically it showcases how fashion photographer Bruce Weber mentors six young students in the art of photography.   His basic assignment is for each of them to create a visual representation of an important milestone in their life, something that was so powerful that it ‘made the earth move’ for them.   The results varied from photo collections and collages to videos.   One showed a student’s transformation from girl to woman, another showed the impact of an orphanage that student lived in at one time, another explored the topic of love. As I watched this incredible program I also began to think of what my own answer is … what in my life made the Earth mo