At my retirement community, my friends and I are having a good time. Chronologically we’re old, but our lifestyle is not! There are some residents living here in their sixties but most of us are in our seventies or eighties with even a few in their nineties. No one in their hundreds yet but that may happen.
Whether I call my home a group home, an institution or life on a permanent cruise ship, living here has proven to be a wonderful recreational, social and cultural opportunity for me. To join my community, you must be at least 62 years old and healthy.
According to Karen, a 69-year-old widow, “I got tired having dinner with Brian Williams every night. Sometimes I would switch to PBS but that wasn’t any better. I’ve been a widow for four years. It’s a lonesome life. Now I live with a group of people. I’ve made wonderful friends, and I have someone to have dinner with every night.”
Read my article “Reflections After Five Years,” and you’ll see that moving to a CCRC was the right choice for me and why I thoroughly recommend it to others.
This post was written by Margery Fridstein, an author and retired psychotherapist who lives in a CCRC outside of Denver, CO. She is chronicling her experience in the monthly series, “The Last Stop With Margery Fridstein.”
Read more about Margery’s experience moving and the challenges that ensued in “The Last Stop: Reflections after Five Years.”