…one day I over-shared with my twenty-something son. I told him I was experiencing ennui. Did he give me a hug, ask me to talk about my feelings or invite me to lunch or a movie? Nope, he just looked at me and said,

“Oh my gosh mom…you need to volunteer for a cause or find things to do that make you glad to be alive. If you won’t do that, you need to quit taking up my air space.”

Did he tell me to either find something to be happy about or quit wasting the earth’s oxygen? Pretty much!

Essentially-though a tad more brutal– he repeated my own words (every mother’s words) from twenty years earlier. From time to time he used to announce in his most grating, whiny voice, “Mom, I’m bored. I don’t have anything to do!” My response was almost always, “Go out and play.” It was good advice then and it is particularly good advice now. With my children grown and work a little more balanced, I find myself with free time and unspent energy, but I don’t know what to do.

So, instead of sitting around wasting everyone’s ‘air space,’ I have taken up some real estate space in ‘the cloud’ with this blog. My hope is that Boomburbia will become a place to share with and learn from other Baby Boomers how to play again and make the most of this phase of our lives.

Thanks for dropping by,
Brenda

What’s a boomer to do?
Find some inspiration in this quote from George Bernard Shaw:

“We don’t stop playing because we grow old; we grow old because we stop playing.”

Now, change it up a little. Remove the word playing and add your own word(s). For example, “We don’t stop making new friends because we grow old; we grow old because we stop making new friends.” Or, “We don’t stop exploring because we grow old; we grow old because we stop exploring.”