Age is a number - don't let it define you!

My Age is None of My Business

This  IS  NOT  A  BOOK  THAT  WAS  WRITTEN  FOR  OLD PEOPLE. THIS IS A BOOK FOR PEOPLE WHO WANT TO STAY YOUNG.

Where are my glasses?  I  know, I left them on the counter.” Ten minutes later: “Oh, right! Here they are on the coffee table. I forgot I set them down there!”

Is getting old just forgetting where you put something, or is there more to it than that? Is it forgetting things like where you parked your car, whether you have taken your medications yet today, whether you called Uncle Willy back like you said you would, and a million other little and often inconsequential things? Is forgetfulness a sign that you are in the early stages of Alzheimer’s disease or dementia?

Of course not. I can recall (and I’ll bet you can, too) that, as a teenager, I wasn’t able to remember where my keys were when I was about to run out the door, or what I’d eaten for lunch that day.

It's unlikely that NASA would request that an eighty-year- old dude apply to be the next astronaut to go to Mars. But this same guy could mentor a twenty-five-year-old on how to be a better parent. Some ninety-year-old woman is never going to win a gold medal for downhill skiing at the Olympics, but she can help a new mother maintain her sanity.

I know you’re saying, “And your point, Tim?” And if you are, well, that’s exactly what I mean. If you were over, let’s say, sixty years old, you wouldn’t have made that comment. This kind of comment comes from someone who is in a hurry to do everything. Well, let me tell you— no matter how fast you drive, how fast you eat, or how fast you live, it won’t give you an additional day to live— and it may just give you fewer of them. So, lighten up, dude, and either keep reading or ask for a refund.

A key premise of this book is this: We are all going to get old, but we don’t have to grow old. There are certain things that naturally come with the passage of time, but we don’t need to let them ruin our final years. If you are actually a senior citizen—and I’m not exactly sure at what age you and I qualify to be called one of those—you most likely need a few laughs from time to time. (And listen, if you are under forty, don’t get cocky too fast—sixty is right around the corner, even though you may act like you are going to live forever.)

Trust me, not being able to remember where you put your keys is nothing compared to forgetting what you were going to say next when you are in front of an audience of more than 2,500 people. That has happened to me on more than one occasion. I can only hope that no one in my audiences noticed.

So, while you are reading, if it suddenly occurs to you that while I was writing I must have been having one of my senior moments, because you don’t have a clue where I am, how I got there, where I am going or why I even included what I did in this book, please just overlook it. No need to send me a letter or an email. (For you older folks, that’s an electronic note that people send via their computer. Advantage: Instant delivery. Disadvantage: Once it’s sent, you said what you did; you can’t take it back or reconsider it. So, if you are using email, please re-read it a few times before you click on that infamous send button.) Okay, where was I? Oh, I was talking about my potential ramblings.

When I started to write this book, I discovered that most of my heroes during my life were always at least thirty years older than I, and I was wondering why. This is still the case today.

So, I was thinking—did Norman Vincent Peale ever lose his keys? Did George Burns ever forget where he put his cigar? Did Red Motley ever forget a line in a speech? For those of you under forty, don’t worry if you have never heard of any of these people. Look, dude, like (for those of you under thirty), I’ll, like, try and like use a few names from your generation, like, that I have never heard of but that, like, may be one of your heroes.

THIS BOOK WAS WRITTEN FOR PEOPLE WHO CAN LOOK AT THEIR LIFE—AND LIFE IN GENERAL—REGARDLESS OF THEIR AGE AND LAUGH, WINK AND SNICKER.

We are all going to die—we just don’t know when, where or how. We are all going to get old, but we don’t have to grow old (I will probably keep repeating this until you finally get it). If age is just a number, why do so many people let their senior years have a negative impact on the quality of their life, relationships, health and sense of adventure?

I am an author and global speaker. I’m in my seventies, and I decided that some of my ideas, insights, and thoughts might be valuable to some folks out there who are merely existing and waiting to die. It doesn’t have to be that way.

Life is to be lived, regardless of your age, health, gender, or history. Life is a precious gift that we will one day leave behind, but until then we have a choice: We can live out the time we have left with gusto, passion, and purpose, or we can sit on the front porch rocker, just waiting around for our last sunset.

This book is my humble attempt to share the ideas I’ve gathered during my experience along life’s highway— thoughts about how to make the final years of your life your best chapter yet. But before I get started, here are a few things to consider, so that your time spent reading will be worthwhile in the end.

Just order the book- you will love it regardless of your age.

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