Whenever the topic of age comes up and I state how old I am aloud, it always seems odd to me. "What? Me? No way!" In my head I am 22. It is pure science fiction to think otherwise. Yet I have been forced to deal with the fact that I will die. Absurd, yes, but I am becoming convinced it is a real possibility. I will die!

I have zero health issues, which stokes my delusion of immortality. I ski, play golf, and am light on my feet. But I made no effort to be healthy at this age. Quite the opposite. I drank, smoked, ate what I wanted, and h**ed all regimens. This is true since I was really 22.

Let me say this plainly: I am abundantly blessed. Why, is unknown. Is it because I never even think of acting my age? How does that avoid so many pitfalls of growing older and genetics? Cancer has taken everyone in my immediate family before 62: my sister at 47, mother at 56, older brother at 50, my dad at 61. And I am about to be 70, with no health issues. Luck?

I played hard most of my life, so going on 70 has me perplexed. Never expected to get pass 30. And every decade after that shocked me. Do I have a point to all this?

Not sure. Just feeling really lost right now. Not depressed or anything but, well, confused.

Whenever the topic of age comes up and I state how old I am aloud, it always seems odd to me. "What? Me? No way!" In my head I am 22. It is pure science fiction to think otherwise. Yet I have been forced to deal with the fact that I will die. Absurd, yes, but I am becoming convinced it is a real possibility. I will die!

I have zero health issues, which stokes my delusion of immortality. I ski, play golf, and am light on my feet. But I made no effort to be healthy at this age. Quite the opposite. I drank, smoked, ate what I wanted, and h**ed all regimens. This is true since I was really 22.

Let me say this plainly: I am abundantly blessed. Why, is unknown. Is it because I never even think of acting my age? How does that avoid so many pitfalls of growing older and genetics? Cancer has taken everyone in my immediate family before 62: my sister at 47, mother at 56, older brother at 50, my dad at 61. And I am about to be 70, with no health issues. Luck?

I played hard most of my life, so going on 70 has me perplexed. Never expected to get pass 30. And every decade after that shocked me. Do I have a point to all this?

Not sure. Just feeling really lost right now. Not depressed or anything but, well, confused.

Whenever the topic of age comes up and I state how old I am aloud, it always seems odd to me. "What? Me? No way!" In my head I am 22. It is pure science fiction to think otherwise. Yet I have been forced to deal with the fact that I will die. Absurd, yes, but I am becoming convinced it is a real possibility. I will die!

I have zero health issues, which stokes my delusion of immortality. I ski, play golf, and am light on my feet. But I made no effort to be healthy at this age. Quite the opposite. I drank, smoked, ate what I wanted, and h**ed all regimens. This is true since I was really 22.

Let me say this plainly: I am abundantly blessed. Why, is unknown. Is it because I never even think of acting my age? How does that avoid so many pitfalls of growing older and genetics? Cancer has taken everyone in my immediate family before 62: my sister at 47, mother at 56, older brother at 50, my dad at 61. And I am about to be 70, with no health issues. Luck?

I played hard most of my life, so going on 70 has me perplexed. Never expected to get pass 30. And every decade after that shocked me. Do I have a point to all this?

Not sure. Just feeling really lost right now. Not depressed or anything but, well, confused.

Whenever the topic of age comes up and I state how old I am aloud, it always seems odd to me. "What? Me? No way!" In my head I am 22. It is pure science fiction to think otherwise. Yet I have been forced to deal with the fact that I will die. Absurd, yes, but I am becoming convinced it is a real possibility. I will die!

I have zero health issues, which stokes my delusion of immortality. I ski, play golf, and am light on my feet. But I made no effort to be healthy at this age. Quite the opposite. I drank, smoked, ate what I wanted, and h**ed all regimens. This is true since I was really 22.

Let me say this plainly: I am abundantly blessed. Why, is unknown. Is it because I never even think of acting my age? How does that avoid so many pitfalls of growing older and genetics? Cancer has taken everyone in my immediate family before 62: my sister at 47, mother at 56, older brother at 50, my dad at 61. And I am about to be 70, with no health issues. Luck?

I played hard most of my life, so going on 70 has me perplexed. Never expected to get pass 30. And every decade after that shocked me. Do I have a point to all this?

Not sure. Just feeling really lost right now. Not depressed or anything but, well, confused.

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Welcome to OPP, Ooph! Also welcome to the '70's, NOT the 1970's but to the age of 70. I recently turned 77, and my situation sounds a lot like yours. I have lost everyone in my immediate family except my only sister and her family, and a few distant cousins whom I never see or hear from. I lost my husband in 2006 just before Christmas. I, too, am in decent health......no serious medical problems, still active in the community, still love to shop as long as it isn't in a huge store. After my hubby of 42 years died, I felt I had died too, but I had friends who would not take my word for it, and they got me going again. After a couple of years, I found a "partner", moved out of the state, and am now still active and have a host of new friends. Life goes on, excitement still exists, good things still happen. LIVE, Ooph, as you have in the past......when your time comes, it comes. Same with me, but we cannot allow ourselves to die before death comes for us. Every morning when you wake up, make a firm decision to be happy and live your life to the fullest.

I hope to hear more from you now that you are an OPP member!