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Today I wore my purple “When I Become an Old Woman” sweatshirt (one of my “thrift store finds) to a centering prayer meeting. A parody of the famous poem about growing old and wearing purple is written of the sweatshirt. Upon reading my shirt, a friend suggested I write a parody of my own. So, here goes:
Now that I Am an Old Woman
Now that I am an old woman, I shall continue to wear purple as it is my favorite color, and I will wear socks of bright colors: some with peace signs and others with smiley faces. I shall spend my retirement funds on necessities and luxuries when I can afford them. I will spend my money on healthy foods, and I will take my prescribed medications. I shall go to meetings to support my sobriety and recovery, and I shall eat with healthy restraint. I will hoard pens; pencils; yarn; crochet hooks; crocheted afghans, shawls, and scarves; and boxes and boxes full of “stuff.” I shall spare no expense in feeding and caring for my four beloved little white dogs. I shall consent to being immersed in God’s love, and I will try my best to share that love. I will forget some things and remember others. I will put things in safe places only to lose them, and later I will find them when I am not seeking them. I will re-direct my thoughts in a positive direction when my mind starts to dwell on negative matters. I shall exercise when I want, take naps when I want, and stay up as late as I want. I will write for fun rather than publication, and I shall read books and play computer games to my heart’s content. I shall greet each day by making conscious contact with God and turning my will and my life over to him. I will ask for knowledge of God’s will and the power to carry it out. At the end of each day I will be grateful for the day God has given me and for the mercy he has shown me my whole life through.
Wow, it felt good to write that! May God bless and keep you.
Living One Day at a Time 
Gorgeous!!1
Thanks for the idea!
Amen!
Wonderful thought! I dig my book out occasionally and always hope, “not quite there yet.” Your intentions link with my own, and I know that self care has to come first or you can’t give yourself to others. Go, girl!
Glad the weather has warmed up for you. We’ve still got tons of snow on the ground, but it’s never very cold here.
So nice to hear from Iceland! I remember walking outside through the snow in my shirt sleeves in March, so I can identify with the “not very cold part.” Also, I remember the hot water heating system everywhere was wonderful. Glad we share some ideas in common!
You helped me think of how important it is to be who I am supposed to be, not who I think I should be in the eyes of others. Think my own thoughts, feel my own feelings, just be who I am. So often in the past I have tried to be who I thought everyone wanted and I pleased nobody and I didn’t get to know me. Thanks for the insight. I always loved that old woman in the poem and now I have a chance to be her.;D
So glad to hear from you. Hope you are feeling better—–hope you have as much fun freeing yourself to be yourself as I am! Thanks!