This week we are challenged in the #weekend-engagement writing topics to talk about what age we would like to live to and why. We are also asked on this same topic if we have plans to ensure we make it physically and that we can sustain ourselves financially to that age.
I have never put much thought to how long I might live but have thought about it on a few occasions. Just not sure why I haven’t put much thought to it. Maybe because I fear my own mortality, maybe it is because it seems half the men in my family, on both paternal and maternal, die in their sixties.
Dying at that age is something that is not incredibly attractive to me at all, so I guess that is why I ignore thinking about it. Now that we have a writing topic, I have put some grey matter into it and feel 85-90 years old would suffice. That is as long as I am still able to get around decently at that age. It seems to me that people I do know at that age seem to always be in good spirits and healthy.
I know there are people at that age that seem infirmed, but I don’t plan to be that way. This means I need to get my act together health and financial wise to be prepared for living that long.
My health is something that is really a challenge, but I do have control over what I put into my mouth and feed my gullet. Right now, even with blood sugar issues, I am terrible at monitoring what I eat. This is something that starting already I have made improvements. Just this lunch time I ate a kale salad...yuck! But it is good for me and that is what matters. Ignoring short term pleasures for long term success, I guess.
Financially I am in a good position from where I stand. There are no riches hidden away or to be inherited by my kids, but there have been enough good decisions made that I should be able to live comfortably into those older years.
In the end, living to 85-90 seems like a decent goal. That is as long as I can discipline myself to make healthier choices moving forward.
Thanks for reading,
Joe
Note: Image is my own taken with iPhone SE.
