As we get older, we start to withdraw from society. We lose some of our alertness. Some of our friends die. Some of them move away. It is a lonelier time for millions of Americans. We may feel retired, tired, out of the mainstream, discarded. If these feelings are strong enough, we can eventually conclude that, what the heck, we are so useless and unappreciated, that life is barely worth living.
I wish to advert that life is what we make it. Aging in spirit, intellect and body are not automatic avenues of decline. We give up way too easily.
If one is now isolated from society, then one is in the perfect position to assert one's individuality. One has no one to cater to or to deter one from doing one's own thing, so what better time will ever be offered to self-realize. Take advantage of your solitary state.
Make your final years intellectually stimulating. Amount to something. Work hard, Give something back. It is not over until you decide your life is over, or the Grim Reaper actually makes a house call for you.
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