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How Do I Love Being 65? Let Me Count the Ways

I used to dread getting older, but now there’s no age I’d rather be


a collage of images with a pink balloon sixty five in the center
Monica Garwood

Welcome to Ethels Tell All, where the writers behind The Ethel newsletter share their personal stories related to the joys and challenges of aging. Come back Wednesday each week for the latest piece, exclusively on AARP Members Edition

Like most young people, teenage me feared growing older and believed the ageist stereotype that life would be disappointing as the years stacked up.

However, I’ve come to realize at 65 that nothing could be further from the truth. Aging has brought me wisdom and a wealth of experiences, and I’m excited to see the beautiful unfolding of the next chapter of my life.

Do I miss my youthful skin, razor-sharp eyesight and Energizer bunny vitality? Of course I do, but you couldn’t pay me to go back to my 20s, 30s or even 40s. I love being 65. Here’s why:

1. Thicker skin. I also have a thicker waistline, but that’s beside the point. Back in the day, if someone looked at me wrong or made an unkind remark, I’d drown in a tsunami of self-doubt. But now, I don’t care what others think of me — I don’t need to prove anything to anyone.

2. A higher tolerance for others. I’m less judgmental and more willing to compromise. Being more open-minded and agreeable today has helped me realize that everyone deserves some grace.

3. Hair loss. Thankfully, it’s not happening on my head. But it is happening everywhere else on my body, which is great because I don’t need to shave (except for that single wiry chin hair that loves to defy my tweezers). I’m turning into a hairless Siamese cat and will soon be able to ditch the razor — but definitely not the electric nose-hair trimmer.

4. Better emotional control. As a young adult, I’d impulsively jump to the worst conclusions and lash out at others. I’m more careful now of what I say, and more mindful of my behavior.

5. Looming retirement. The years of waking up at 5:30 a.m. to get the kids off to school and myself to work are coming to an end. The only reason I get up that early now is to use the bathroom ... for the fourth or fifth time.

6. Enduring friendships. I’d much rather have two trustworthy friends than 10 who move in and out of my life. The connections are deeper and more meaningful to me. For this reason, I make an effort to prioritize time with my friends and have no problem sacrificing my diet for a late-night pep talk over a tub of rocky road ice cream.

7. No regrets. I refuse to waste the last chapter of my life hanging on to old resentments and regrets. Those toxic emotions only stunt my personal growth, so I’ve let them go. At this age, it’s easier to forgive, forget and move on.

8. Time to smell the roses. I’m no longer rushing to get to the finish line. Instead, I’m slowing down to live in the moment. Life is short: Eat the cake — and add a slice of pizza while you’re at it.

9. Spiritual connections. I spent the past few years reading my Bible from beginning to end, and the Scriptures’ bearing on my life has been a real eye-opener. I feel a deeper relationship to a higher power, which has led to more reflection and self-awareness.

10. Economic advantages. Now that I have Medicare, the lower cost of health care has been a boost to my budget, as has my husband’s pension, Social Security and our retirement savings. Although I still work part-time, I have fewer financial responsibilities and the freedom to explore other interests such as gardening and traveling.

11. More confidence. When I was younger, I skipped pool parties because I was too insecure to be seen in a bathing suit. But with age comes the power of invisibility; no one notices me on the cruise ship doing the macarena in my bright Hawaiian tankini. I’m finally comfortable in my own skin, flaws and all.

12. Veto power. For years I hated to disappoint others, so I was easily persuaded to volunteer: “Sure, I’ll drive you to the airport during rush hour.” “Yes, I’ll cancel my dinner plans to babysit the (possibly rabid) possum you rescued from under the neighbor’s house.” Thankfully, being older means people expect less from me; however, if they do ask for something I don’t want to do, it’s easier to say no.

13. More wisdom. At 65, I have a greater accumulation of life knowledge and a stronger intuition. I listen to my gut more and don’t let my mind get cluttered with negative static — which helps me make smarter choices. Of course, I’ve made my share of mistakes, but I use my hard-earned lessons to help others.

14. Grandkids. Watching my children grow into successful, happy adults, who now have children of their own, is one of life’s best rewards. I get to enjoy all the snuggles and laughter of my grandbabies without the sleepless nights and spaghetti-sauce finger-painting on my walls.

15. Deeper appreciation and gratitude. Aging is a gift, and every morning when I wake I’m grateful to have another day, even though my body may snap, crackle and pop when I roll out of bed. I nurture a positivity I lacked when I was young and took everything for granted. These truly are the “golden years,” and I plan on living them to the fullest. Now pass me another slice of cake.

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