Longevity

I've heard lots of talk on TV lately about living a long life. Apparently, you can live darn near forever if you eat the right stuff, avoid the wrong stuff, etc. etc. etc.

I wonder if it is really possible to live to be 120? Oprah says so. Dr. Oz says so too. I think I heard Diane Sawyer say it. Or maybe that was Robin?

That would be cool. To see my kids grow and become parents, even grandparents. To see them accomplish the laundry list of things I'm hoping each will. Graduations, weddings, babies, all of those wonderful things. To live long enough to travel the world, and still feel good doing it. To enter the twilight of my life anticipating greatness rather than deterioration.

But then, do I really want to live that long? Do I want to sit back, watching those I love wither away around me? Do I want to give up the things I find so much pleasure in? Coffee in the morning. Delicious sweets after dinner. Margaritas with my friends. Red meat fresh off a searing grill. Hot dogs at the ball park.

Oh I think not. I don't want to live my life restricting calories and exercising like mad to add a few years on at the end.

I want to live it now. I want to party with my friends and play with my kids. I want to eat chocolate ice cream, do shots of Jager, enjoy my McDonalds.

I think I would prefer to live like Nana, sipping martinis well into my 90's. Or like Gigi, still driving around the country in my RV at 70. Perhaps Turbo & I will be like Victor & Anni, with a calendar so full of card games and dancing we must schedule our 80th birthday plans months in advance.

I don't know about you, but to me that sounds like living.