Vicky Biccy's Blog

When I'm 64

Once upon a time, the Beatles sang, ‘When I get older, losing my hair, many years from now…’ I hope that when I’m 64, my life will be a bit like that song. Although I can’t picture myself knitting jumpers by the fireside, since I can barely even sew a button on a shirt! In my mid-twenties, I have no idea what my life will look like in 40 years time, but I hope I’ll be able to retire, at least, and enjoy some time off.

My Grandad is in his late eighties, and he’s still hard at work. He’s a farmer, and last week he slipped over in the cow shed and broke his leg in two places. His body is getting too old to do the things his mind is still happy to do. I don’t know if he’ll ever ‘retire’. I guess sometimes it’s not an option. I hope, at his age, to be living a life of leisure. I hope I’ll have a pension that allows me to stop working at some point in my life.

But it’s dawned on me that this is not a ‘right’. No-one knows what the future holds, so we need to appreciate each day we are given. I’m thankful for my health, for my ability to work and earn a living, for the fact that I was born in a country where I can expect to live well into my eighties. While I’m 24, I’ll live each day with gratitude.

Created on Thu 21st January 2010 16:13