
I don’t like the phrase “growing old.” There’s no “growing” as you get older (unless you count hairs in your nose and ears.) Actually, there’s a lot of shrinking – your lips, boobs, muscles, and spine for beginners. Add that to your shrinking bank account, friends still living, and eyesight.
Anyway…not to be totally negative about aging, I’m looking for another description to replace “growing.” Thesaurus.com lists these synonyms for growing:
burgeoning, developing, expanding, flourishing, spreading, thriving, viable, amplifying, animate, augmenting, budding, crescent, dilating, enlarging, fructifying, germinating, living, maturing, mushrooming, pullulating, sprouting, stretching, swelling, waxing
Some of these made me LOL! I particularly like “mushrooming” old.
Advice from a Mushroom
- Be down-to-earth
- Sprout new ideas
- Keep a low profile
- Know when to show up
- Stay well-rounded
- Start from the ground up
My 10 minutes is up. Hope you have a mushrooming kind of day!



I am grateful for my health.
Here in the States, we just celebrated Thanksgiving Day. It’s a busy week of grocery shopping, cooking, cleaning, and visitors. My sister, her four adult children and their children came for the week. We had so much fun! But it was a challenge to write for 10 minutes every day with so much company. And, in the midst of all the activities, I got a great idea for a fictional character and a scene for a book or short story. So I had to write! I had to squeeze in 10 minutes between the cooking, shopping, playing, talking, visiting, etc. You can too:
I only have 10 minutes to write today so please excuse my unedited rambling. Sometimes this happens when you write for 10 minutes every day – you just write – without editing, correcting, changing. You write quickly, off the top of your head, in the now. I’m currently reading Eckhart Tolle’s book, The Power of Now (I know, I know, everybody’s read it already). He explains why and how to live in the now. So today I’m writing in the now – not about the past or the future, just what’s going on in my head at this moment – which is dinner – whole wheat spaghetti with meat sauce and zucchini. We’re having an early dinner and then going to our writer’s group.
Today is Sunday. For me, a day of rest and retrospect. A day to re-fuel my inner strength to face the week ahead. It’s a popular thing to write a gratitude list every day as a way to center your spirit. But my gratitude list has become repetitive. Every second of every day, I’m grateful for my family, my husband, my friends, my health, home, brains, beauty, freedom. That list is carved in stone and I can refer to it every day. So now I write, “I love it when….”
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