There is a time when you will realize that you are not going to live physically forever. No, I’m not going to talk about exercise and diet. They are important but I want to write about your quality of life.
Looking back, I would have made this move ten years ago. I never thought I would consider living in a condo until I came to Cloisters Of Forest Hills. We live in the north and it’s cold. It was sunny but cold the day we came to see the condos listed. It is a secure building and when you walk in it is to the atrium full of palm trees and live plants. The sun was shining on the curvy pool and it was hot. Post office inside, heated underground parking, exercise room and elevators, etc. We realized that between fees, property taxes, and expenses, it was cheaper to make this move.
Since I lived in single-family houses, all my life it seemed unlikely to find the right place. The last condo we saw was at the end of the hall and faced the woods. With the first floor my patio comes out to a lawn. I was home and we shopped that day and my daughter finally got her dream, the family home. My husband refers to this as the Cayo Largo del Norte.
The age group here is from thirty to ninety-nine years old. It’s like living in a small town with all the same characters. It was then that I realized that time had passed so quickly and now is the time to enjoy every moment. During the first snow storm we went swimming. I feel younger than I have in years.
Why did I call this item frozen in fear because it couldn’t do some of the things it used to do? I was seeing that my time was limited and now I realize that this is the best time of my life. This is the time for me to be the best I can be in my new skin. This is the time to learn from people to find their secrets that keep them vibrant. This is the time to become a mentor to others to give back what I have learned. This is the time to listen to those who might be nearing the end of their journey. They have so much wisdom. Now I am entering a time of learning and I have my whole life at the head.
The classification of forty-four years of living in the same house continues and now I ask for help when I need it. I am looking forward to finishing getting rid of the old and I think I will be starting a Sunnyside Blog in the near future.
With every season there is a beginning, a middle, and an end, and they are all beautiful!