Golden Years
 

What does that mean to you? I have decided that the golden years were when my Children were small and preschool age and my parents were healthy and we were all independent. What does it mean to you are you still waiting for them?

Hmmm. For me it is hard to say -- when the kids were little we were too broke to do all the things we wanted to do with them but we had our parents, we had love and I hope the kids enjoyed us being together. Now our parents are gone but we have wonderful grandsons living near us to love and enjoy. I treasure both sets of years -- we have been blessed.

What do you think they meant when they said the golden years? My Dad is still alive but needs care I cannot travel my grandkids come twice a year they are 7 hours away I still am thinking it was when my kids were little,

I am in my golden years....I need lots of gold to maintain myself.:D

I was poor broke all the time when my kids were young. That did not stop me from enjoying that period in my life altho at the time I thought it was aweful 5 boys and no money but we managed to put food on the table had lots of fun times and they had shoes,and cloths! looking back they were golden! Now that I am older I feel the aches and pains the stress of caring for an elderly disabled parent and having no time for my sewing, I am thinking this is not what they said it was cracked up to be! LOL

I was forced out of my job last May and really needed to work 5 more years. After months of resting and decompressing I have come to feel my golden years are now. DH told me he could see I was very happy and content and not to worry about trying to find another job. Yes the money worries me sometimes but I grew up poor and know who to be happy with what I have.

My golden years are right now. Life has never been better.

I'm still adjusting to full retirement. It's a golden moment when I realize I don't have to go to work today! :D

The golden years can be what ever you want.

Oh, Nancy W., I so agree with you. Every day can be a golden day. Last March, I woke up, had an appointment with the dr. to see if I could get an antihistamine for my allergy to parakeets. Golden day - I was rushed by ambulance to the hospital, spent two days there finding out I have Congestive Heart Failure and am NOT allergic to parakeets. Golden Day - Found out I can do anything I want to except shovel snow. Another Golden Day. Every day my feet hit the floor is a Golden Day for me - and I have been blessed with two absolutely super sisters, a wonderful family, grands, great grands, friends and neighbors. Sure, I can have a bad day now and again, but with my faith, I have everything I have ever wanted, needed, wished for and I will put my husband at the top - He gave me 53 golden years - he gave me the renewal vows and a renewal wedding band for our 50th anniversary where we were married - The Little Brown Church in the Vale in Nashua, Iowa. He's in Heaven now. Enjoy the day! Edie