I would like to share how I feel about being 87 on the 22nd of this month. For some reason, I am feeling quite excited about it. Plus, I am proud to tell people that I am turning 87. What an amazing journey this life has been for me with all the ups and downs and roundabouts! I see my life as a tapestry of different colours and as a dear friend said, “Yes, it is, and it also has threads of gold running through it.”
Over the past ten years I have been like a chrysalis breaking out into this beautiful butterfly, learning to fly further and explore the big, wide world.
Not so long after meeting Jeanette, I met another similarly gorgeous woman, Ingrid Ward. Both Jeanette and Ingrid have been a huge support for me. In time, I also met other beautiful students of life such as Chris James, who have also been there for me.
In 2009 I went to Australia to attend a Universal Medicine workshop and met Serge Benhayon and his amazing family who have been a real inspiration for me as the way they live is the complete opposite of what I have experienced in life. Gradually my extended family of Universal Medicinestudents has increased. Life has increasingly been making sense to me and I now understand more what life is truly about.
Just before I turned 85 I started learning to type for the first time in my life, as well as learning to use a computer. Since then, life has really been going ahead in leaps and bounds. I am starting to feel so much more confident within myself. I have now learned to use Skype and I have just bought a cell phone, which I am still learning how to use.
I had a Bernina sewing machine, which was a ton weight so I have changed it for a second-hand Brother, which is so much lighter. The first time I used it I discovered that it has a needle-threader, before that I did not know that such a thing existed. This afternoon with the help of my lovely friend next door, we sorted out how to use it. I kept practising until I felt comfortable with how it works. It is never too late to discover and learn new things!
I am still able to do volunteer work one morning a week at the hospice shop in the sorting department. At this stage in my life I have found that one morning is enough for me to volunteer. On the first of June, this year, 2017, I had been a volunteer with the hospice for twenty years. On that day, our manager put on a lovely morning tea for me as well as presenting me with a beautiful bunch of flowers by getting down on one knee and asking me if I would marry him. Well, we all laughed as he is young enough to be my son and is already married! However, I did so appreciate the special morning tea in my honour as it was completely unexpected and we had a fun time!
Some people say, “Bring back the good old days!”but I am not sure what was good about them as I did not have an understanding of the journey of life until fairly recently!
I now say that I feel that life is great. Funny that, as being so old people do not expect that and I do get some funny looks.
Dorothy C., New Zealand