Don’t worry about getting old. Worry about thinking old.
Duff here. At times, Mom leaves Me at home when She goes places. I sleep and generally entertain Myself while She is gone. I play. I charge around. I sleep. It’s nice to have some Alone Time, to give Me time to ponder Life. Living unstuck.
As a rule, I hear her footsteps as She returns and am prepared to meet-and-greet at the Door. But I had a Surprise for Her the other day. I went into My “let’s play” stance. My Paws were in front of Me and My Tail was Up. Kinda like the Forward Bowing Dog yoga posture. We played and We wrestled. We laughed and Chatted. And We had the best Time. We may be Growing older, but We sure don’t act It. That’s living unstuck.
How about You? Are You telling Yourself You’re too Old to Do what you want to Do? Or Do You continue to Spontaneously Play and Have Fun? I say: Life is Too Short to worry about getting Old. That Part will take care of Itself. Liven it up a Bit. Look at the Things on Your Bucket List and Get Going. Never look Back. You won’t be sorry. I’m not. #unstuck-living#think-young