Back again....
Today I did a climb on the TM in the Atlas mountains of
Morocco, learning about the various cultures who live in the city. And, a short walk on
Easter Island learning about the Moi ancestors.
It is difficult to make friends when you're older and away from the workplace or school. I have moved around a lot and have left the few friends I had behind. With no children, I don't have much in common with any of my neighbors. My DH has made a concerted effort to put himself out there, and has met a number of folks here in PVD, but many aren't interested in coming over to the house to play board games, especially if they have younger kids. We did meet a few couples that don't have kids, but they both moved away.
My DH frequently travels to places that have "game nights in MA & RI to meet folks, but he screens people because most we don't want to invite back to our home. There are a tiny fraction who "qualify" or meet our standards, ha.
I have joined two female hiking clubs, just to be able to get out of the house and meet some gals that might be close to my age. But, I'm usually driving an hour minimum to go on these hikes....and I don't drive much! ;-)
One year I joined a Senior Community Collaborative Learning Center to take classes with ladies my age. It was a chore, because "collaborative" means everyone actively participates in whatever project is assigned by the teacher, who doesn't really teach. You are working your butt off and get no grade or credit of any kind. And, this costs money and time. My DH said I worked harder in this one class than I ever did going to Community College, lol!
By nature I am very introverted. Anytime we have people over to the house I am immediately anxious about it and worried about what the house looks like and how much cleaning I have to do.
As Donna said well "she doesn't want to one day end up like her mom who lived in isolation and miserable." I don't want to turn into my mom, either who was much the same. She felt trapped much of the time because she was handicapped and couldn't drive or walk. It was a sad way to live the remaining years she had left. And, no one wants to be alone or die alone without friends or family.
It's hard to make friends but I'm trying to get out more to meet some folks, and maybe I don't trust a lot of people.
And, speaking of hearing (Sherry) I am hard of hearing. And, this most recent hike I was on (with two other girls) I was bringing up the rear while the other two chatted and speed-walked their way through the trails. I couldn't hear 90 percent of their conversation because (1) they were so far ahead of me on the trail and (2) the girl leading was non-stop chatty and not making any effort for me to hear anything she was saying. I was a bit unnerved by this, and had to ask for her to repeat what she had just said. If she was annoyed by this, she should have had the decency to not leave me in the dust, lol! Some people are so wrapped up in themselves they don't realize what they do to others in their wake. The have no empathy for anyone.
Anyway, this got longer than I intended. And, I forgot to mention church, also. DH and I have tried a few different churches and have not found a good fit there, either. RI is the most Catholic state in the US (and we're not Catholic) so the Protestant churches are few and far between.
Life can be hard, and challenging. You think of retirement as being less stressful too, but it hasn't been that way for us!