I have not worked or attended a class for eleven months, the longest stretch in my life since before Kindergarten, a time I barely remember. It’s been a busy year filled with travel, exercise, self reflection, and discovery, so retirement has not left a empty hole in my routine. I’m confident that year two will be equally fulfilling, so I don’t anticipate the anxiety that I experienced going into my first year. I’ve enjoyed every minute, and hope that good health continues to shine favorably on my old age.

My wife left some money in Las Vegas last week, but not in a losing slot machine or by rolling snake eyes, as most visitors might experience. Between work sessions, she had time for some shopping, and came home with an unexpected surprise. I thought that the Fountain of Youth was in Florida, but it turns out to be in a skin care store at Caesars Palace.  She bought a Perfectio skin rejuvenation device that uses red and infrared LEDs (light-emitting diodes) to smooth the skin and restore a youthful glow. She already looks ten to fifteen years younger than her age, so the purchase was a “want” rather than a “need.”  Ponce de Leon died at age 47, so what ever fountain he discovered may have made him younger but failed to extend his life. Her discovery in Vegas has already eliminated a few wrinkles, so it looks like she’s come home a winner.

I’m five years older than my wife, with a few more wrinkles, and probably a bit more skepticism. Wrinkles are supposed to be like badges of honor, but no one seems to want them. Admittedly, I’m extremely conscious of the aging process, concerned about age spots, bags under my eyes, and skin creases. I vainly look for changes every day in the mirror, but the sun and cold winds have probably done irreparable damage to my face. I do believe that rigorous exercise keeps us young, and encourage the use of devices and products that stimulate rather than cover the skin. After all, LEDs have been proven to enhance circulation, speed healing, and relieve pain, so it’s certainly worth the “gamble.” I have used the Perfecio a couple of times, but so far all I’ve gotten is a headache.

I’m prepared for what lies ahead in life, and resolve in knowing that “old age is not for sissies,” as my mother used to like to say. Quality of life is more important to me than living forever. I’m pretty sure there isn’t a “fountain of youth,” but enjoyed the movie, “Cocoon,” and the thought of more flexible muscles and joints, dark hair, and clear skin associated with youth. I would do not however wish to go through the struggles of being a teenager, deciding on a career, raising a family, and waiting for my next day off work. Instead, I’ll take the memories, wrinkles, and satisfaction of accomplishment.