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A Single Baby Boomer Spends April in Paris

A Single Baby Boomer Spends April in Paris


April in Paris

“I never knew the charm of spring

I never met it face to face

I never knew my heart could sing

I never missed a warm embrace

Till April in Paris, chestnuts in blossom

Holiday tables under the trees

April in Paris, this is a feeling

That no one can ever reprise

I never knew the charm of spring

I never met it face to face

I never knew my heart could sing

I never missed a warm embrace

Till April in Paris

Whom can I run to

What have you done to my heart”

Songwriters: E. Y. Harburg / Vernon Duke

April In Paris lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Shapiro Bernstein & Co. Inc.

April in Paris is indeed as charming as the song says.  The weather is balmy.  Everything is in bloom and the beauty of the city sparkles during the day and twinkles at night.  The tourist attractions aren’t as crowded as during the summer and the cafes don’t have a line of people waiting for a table even near places like the Louvre and the Eiffel Tower.  Americans have a false belief that the French are snooty but my friend and I didn’t encounter that at all.  They were helpful and cheerful but then we always treated them with respect and weren’t demanding.  We tried to use as much French as we could muster and they obliged us by using English.  As one waiter told us, he needed a smattering of many languages in his job.  I think Americans would do well to do the same.  Paris is home to many immigrants who have acclimated to their new country and are willing to work long hours in the stands and tourist stalls that dot the city.

We tried to visit the smaller cafes and have the plat du jour.  We were happy with the prices and the interesting dishes.  I was surprised at one that featured what I thought was a serving of fish with mashed potatoes but when it came ended up being a casserole of fish bits and potatoes.  It was tasty but then anything drenched in butter, as is common there, is rarely bad.  I was determined to eat as much duck as possible and succeeded in my effort.  I wish we had it on the menu in the U.S. more often.  I recommend crepes for a quick treat and of course, anything from a bakery is to die for.  I don’t know why we can’t get a crispy baguette in the grocery stores the states.  We had a bakery by our front gate, a luxury I don’t have at home. I can’t give you any recommendations when it comes to the nightlife.  I’m one of the older Baby Boomers but everywhere we went there were clubs I’m sure were hopping all night.  We did walk by the Moulin Rouge one evening and the lights themselves were very impressive.


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The Metro and buses were easy to use.  We used Google Maps to navigate both systems and didn’t have a problem.  My friend had already been in the city for a couple of weeks and we’d spent a year using subways in Japan.  We had experience but it’s easy once you do it a few times.  There are machines to buy tickets and the larger stations have manned booths.  You can use these tickets on both the Metro and buses.  Buses take longer but they’re a good way to see some of the city for a small price.


I’d been to Paris before but wasn’t able to visit the Louvre so we spent several hours there.  I thought it would take the whole day but the main museum is not that big.  The top floor with the Mona Lisa and Venus De Milo was hot and crowded but the rest was easy to navigate.  I’d have liked to see more of the gardens but it was quite hot so we opted to visit the shops inside.  There’s a Metro stop right in the building housing the museum so it’s easy to get there.  Don’t miss this when you go to Paris but also take in the many other museums and attractions in the area.  We also visited the Rodin Museum.  Just the garden alone was worth the price of a ticket.

Louve map


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Even though I’ve been up in the Eiffel Tower, I wanted to visit the area again.  At 1,063 feet tall the tower is the tallest structure in Paris.  Just being there is the quintessential Paris experience.  The wrought iron lattice tower on the Champ de Mars in Paris, France is named after the engineer Gustave Eiffel.  Constructed from 1887–89 as the entrance to the 1889 World’s Fair, it was initially criticized by some of France’s leading artists and intellectuals for its design but is now a global cultural icon of France and the most-visited paid monument in the world.


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We took a boat ride down the Seine under all the historic bridges and past Notre-Dame.  The next day we visited the famous cathedral and Sainte-Chapelle which was erected in the mid-13th century by King Louis IX. The chapel features some of the period’s stain glass, a total of 15 glass panels and a prominent large window.  Notre Dame Cathedral, arguably the most stunning gothic cathedral in the world, was conceived in the 12th century and completed in the 14th. It was the very heartbeat of medieval Paris. After a period of neglect, it recaptured the popular imagination when Victor Hugo immortalized it in “The Hunchback of Notre Dame”.  The back portions with the flying buttresses are currently being refurbished but the area was still charming enough to be a backdrop for photo shoots and wedding pictures.  We also saw couples being photographed at several Paris tourist attractions. We also did some shopping on the Left Bank near Notre Dame.  The flower shops had magnificent blooms that I wanted to bring home but I had to be satisfied with dried lavender which now makes my drawers smell heavenly.


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The Arc de Triomphe is another tourist must see as is the neighboring high-end shopping area of the Avenue des Champs-Élysées.  The Arc de Triomphe honors those who fought and died for France in the French Revolutionary and Napoleonic Wars with the names of all French victories and generals inscribed on its inner and outer surfaces. Beneath its vault lies the Tomb of the Unknown Soldier from World War I.


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Our Paris Greeter took us on a tour of her home market near the Champs-Elysee  We were enthralled by the variety of delectable food available to the Parisians at their small local markets.  Click on the Ballade link below to see the places we visited and learn about their history.


Then there’s the food.

Oh là là!

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I’d love to return some day but life is short and I have so many other places I want to visit.  My next cross Atlantic trip will be to Wales, Scotland and maybe back to Port Issac with my kids.  Back to writing my book and enjoying the St. Andrew’s Bay views from my window.


Continue the Adventure!

Linda Lea

Some Baby Boomer Humor About British TV

Some Baby Boomer Humor About British TV


I found this on The Inspector Morse, Lewis and Endeavour Appreciation Society Facebook page.  I thought you all might enjoy it.  I use closed captioning even though I don’t have an issue with my hearing.  Any accent different from our own is difficult to understand.  When I taught in Japan there were students from over 30 countries at my school.  I was amazed they could understand all of the English speaking teachers because we came from all over the world.  It was the same with Vaughantown when I taught conversational English to Spaniards.  We had tutors from England, Scotland, Wales, New Zealand, Trinidad and different parts of the U.S.  I feel it’s important to do our best to try to understand and appreciate the differences in people from other countries especially those who came here to make America their home.  A positive step toward this is to learn words from their language.  You’ll find many English words are derived from other languages.  Learning another language keeps our brain active.  We definitely need to do that as we age.   This cartoon gave me a chuckle though.  Share it with others.





Continue the Adventure!

Linda Lea

A Single Baby Boomer Wants to Feel Motivated

A Single Baby Boomer Wants to Feel Motivated


Before I retired I was motivated by different things.

  1. Providing emotional, physical and monetary support for my family.


2. Furthering my education

grad3. Personal and career development and advancement


personal growth

4. Community Service


5. Adventure seeking which led to learning to fly, travel and moving from my hometown, state and for a year, my country



Hot air ballooning in Australia



6. Meeting new people and making new friends everywhere I lived or visited

Vaughantown friends

7. Saving for retirement


8. Love


Today I’m still motivated by most of the same things but when I retired I lost interest in some of the things that once energized me.  I have a pension and social security so making money isn’t important.  I don’t need a large place to live or many possessions. However, I seem to accumulate new things wherever I go even though I’d cleaned out most of them when I moved to Japan and later the beach.


When I retired I said I was never going to get up until I was ready.  Now I sometimes stay in bed watching TV or listening to audiotapes until late morning.  I try to schedule my appointments in the afternoon,  attend meetings later in the day and only make exceptions if absolutely necessary unless I’m traveling, of course.  After my last move, I started going to the Senior Center to make friends and learn how to make stained glass ornaments.  While I enjoyed it, I didn’t make any lasting friends in my new home until two ladies took pity on me and invited me to join a weight loss organization.  There I found support and a circle of friends whom I can call on for entertainment, advice, and help.


A couple of years ago I was disgusted with myself for never finishing the novels I’d started.  At the suggestion of another blogger and life coach, I started this blog which I hoped would become a book.  While there are many books, articles, and blogs written for Baby Boomers and singles there are not many that address just single Baby Boomers.  I thought this would be my niche and it has been until I decided that I wanted to travel more and write a work of fiction.  So I traveled and I wrote about my travels but my blog posts got fewer and farther between.  The good news is that I’m about a quarter of the way through my book, Sedona Star, but I still feel that I should be doing something for my community.


My friend suggested that I be a Guardian ad Litem.  I’d visit children who’d been taking from their parents due to abuse or neglect and report my findings to the court.  My family who’d lived through my experiences in my job and personal life thought it was a bad idea, but I persevered until the Parkland School shootings.  I’d been threatened with death while working in schools and had other harrowing experiences so I decided they were right.  I felt like a quitter but I also knew that as I aged I didn’t have the same physical and emotional strength I had when I was younger.

Still, I felt like I needed to do something other than go out with family and friends, exercise, travel and write my book.  I’d like to say I found that something but I’m still searching.  I did join the March for our Lives for new gun laws to protect our children and I’m watching the news so I can be better informed before the midterm elections.  Somehow it doesn’t seem like enough.  I wish I had some answers for others who need motivation.  I’ve written about it on my blog but I still struggle with it myself.  One blog that may interest you is https://singleboomerlife.com/2016/01/10/single-baby-boomers-have-you-found-your-passion/



My question for myself and you is:

After a life of working toward your goals and achieving most of what you need and want, is it all right to just concentrate on what makes you happy if you’re not hurting anyone else?


So are the experts who tell us that we need to keep working and be involved in the community to stay emotionally and physically healthy right or can we now be what I used to consider selfish?


If you have any thoughts, please share them with my readers and me.  As for me, I’m off to Paris, Oxford, and southern England.  I may not be making a contribution to society, but it’ll be a learning experience for me and hopefully the people with whom I interact. Also,  one more thing will be checked off my Bucket List.  Stay tuned.


Continue the adventure.

Linda Lea

A Single Baby Boomer Attends a Class Reunion

A Single Baby Boomer Attends a Class Reunion


Have you ever been to a class reunion?  I can tell you that you’ll go through a wide range of emotions.  I graduated from an all-girls Catholic school, St. Francis High School, which was operated for decades by the Franciscan Sisters and closed in 1977.  I was taught by nuns, priests and a few lay women.  Yes, the stereo types are remarkably accurate.  Here are some of the emotions I experienced before and during the reunion.

My graduation photo

Amazement – Has it really been that long since I was a naïve teenager?  This was my 50th so it may have been closer to shock.

Excitement – As I aged I felt a need to reconnect with people from my past and this offered me a way to do it with minimal effort.  All I really had to do was show up.  I did call a couple of classmates I hadn’t talked to in years, but other than booking the flight and car and telling my family I was coming, that was it.  I was overjoyed to be given the chance to see so many of my classmates in one spot.

Anticipation – I first heard about the reunion in late winter. It was slated for July so I had time to think about the positives of seeing old friends and then the joy of anticipation turned into…

Anxiety – I’d only seen a few of the people in my class a couple times in the last 50 years.  They had aged, but it always seems it wasn’t as much as I had.  Some were thinner.  I hoped it was genetic.  I was a chubby kid who effortlessly lost weight during puberty and kept most of it off until menopause hit.  Since then it’s been an uphill struggle.  I have few wrinkles due to staying out of the sun, my mother’s advice, and some nip and tuck.  Yes, I believe in being honest, but it had been over 10 years since I did that and gravity had its way.

Delight – When the time for the reunion arrived reconnecting with old friends was fun.  We were past the age of caring about how to impress each other with our accomplishment and those of our children.

Gratitude – Although I was sad we had lost 3 of our classmates, most of us seemed to be in good health with no visible impairments-at least none we wished to share.

reunion memorabalia
Frannie memorabilia

I found that people who’ve spent years apart can still reconnect when they’ve shared experiences.  When we talked about our time as “Frannies” the years lifted away and we were back in those classrooms talking about boyfriends and learning things we really needed in life and some we never would use.  We did get an education that I feel was superior to the local public school in some areas, but not many real-life experiences.  I guess we were supposed to get those in college or on the job.  Maybe they figured that our inevitable marriage would give us a new protector when our parents weren’t there for us.  It was a very sheltered environment.


Frannies Forever!


Besides seeing my old friends and classmates, my after dinner visit to the once forbidden dorms was the highlight of the reunion.  We weren’t allowed there while we were students since we were day students and the life of the boarder was a mystery to us.  Although we attended classes together, fraternization was not encouraged.  We thought it was because we had boyfriends and more contact with the outside world, but the boarders must have had boyfriends since the prom was well attended.  To be honest, they did import boys from the nearby Catholic boy’s school for dances, but most of them were expected to be priests.  I met my first boyfriend, a local boy, at a dance there so males weren’t entirely banned.  I think one of my first real teenage crushes was one of the school’s priests who was from Boston and I wasn’t the only one who felt that way.  There were other places we dared not tread and even the boarders couldn’t go inside the convent.  Our class was the first one in history to not produce a nun, so we were real renegades.  One classmate told of going to the nearby Dairy Dream to smoke and later being confronted by the principal who said she shouldn’t insult her intelligence by thinking Aqua Net hairspray would cover up the smell of smoke.  I’m sure I would have found out more secrets when I was in high school had I not been such a Goody Two-shoes.  I regret missing out on some of the adventures.  I was too concerned about my GPA which dipped when I met my boyfriend.  Ah, the years have taught me so much.

That’s me-Right Front-Check out the hairdo.

We were sure the boarders were sent there because they got into trouble at home, but that night I found out that for most of them being a St. Francis graduate was a family tradition like it was for my sisters and me.  St. Francis is no longer a school and has been used for many other purposes.  It’s currently for sale, but the dorms remain.  Now instead of climbing the marble steps to the 3rd floor, you can take an elevator.  My friend told me that now she understood why the boarder didn’t have many clothes.  The closets and rooms are tiny.  It’s now air conditioned, but there are still shared bathrooms and a common room. We took our snacks and once prohibited alcoholic beverages to the common room, pulled up chairs and continued to revisit memories and rules customary to Catholic schools in the 60s.  No skirts that didn’t touch the floor when you kneeled down.  Patent leather shoes were supposed to let boys look up your skirt, so even though they weren’t forbidden we were too proper to wear them.

reunion sisters
Boarders-A family tradition

My classmates and I have lived through the technology boom and the Woman’s Movement, which most embraced.  We grieved during the Kennedy assassination and terrorist attacks.  We applauded women in space and more rights for all groups of people.  We endured divorce, single parenthood and death in their families.  In spite of our hardships, we thrived.  Our class produced mothers, artists, educators, business people, writers, nurses and professionals from a variety of fields, some not considered appropriate for female Baby Boomers.

Reunion My class
My class-the class of 1967-I missed this event so don’t look for me.  I wish I could’ve been there.

Out of the 67 students who graduated, 30 attended our dinner, a good turnout for a class our size.  There was a whole school reunion with a Mass and picnic the next day that I couldn’t attend – maybe in 10 more years.  I hope to get together with the women living near our old high school when I return at Christmas and to travel with some.  We may have spent many years apart, but we still have so much in common no matter where we now live.  I appreciate the education we were privileged to get at my alma mater.

Continue the adventure!

 Linda Lea

P.S. Our class president, Carol, brought a book titled Class Reunions can be Murder by Susan Santangelo which told the tale of two friends, Carol and Claire, who with other classmates planned a reunion at Mount St. Francis Academy.  Claire is the name of our Carol’s best friend from high school.  There are other similarities like the name of the school, the marble steps, the dorms and the fact that the school was for sale.  Luckily, no one was murdered during our reunion.

Single Baby Boomers Often Feel Nostalgic

Single Baby Boomers Often Feel Nostalgic

As with most writers, my inspiration comes to me 24/7 from a variety of sources.  I note them on a scrap of paper, my smartphone, or laptop.  Even though I may not be writing as many blogs, because of other interests sometimes I just get an itch to delve into a subject.  Today I opened an email from Margaret Manning at http://sixtyandme.com/start/ about nostalgia.  When I retired I had more time to think about things than I did while work took up my time.  My brain doesn’t give me a rest.  I found that my interest in genealogy also made me think of old friends and want to reconnect with them.  This year is my 50-year high school reunion, so I’ll get a chance to find out what they’ve been up to in life.


Last year we had a 77th birthday party for a friend.  The theme was 77 Sunset Strip, an old detective show that I secretly watched as a kid in reruns when I was supposed to be in bed.  I fell in love with the debonair Jeff Spencer, Roger Smith.  He was my first real star crush.  I gave my friend a copy of the first season for her birthday and bought another season for myself.  Last December when I was recuperating from surgery, I watched my videos and even ordered another season.  Then one night when I couldn’t sleep, I discovered they were replaying the series on MeTV at 3 am, so every night I record it and in the morning I relive life in the late 50s and early 60s with my favorite private investigator. Then one day, I saw Roger Smith had died.  That was a bittersweet moment.  He’d been sick and certainly lost his dashing good looks like we all do, but to me, he was still the handsome leading man from my youth.  Watching him solve mysteries brings back fond memories of the time before my life became complicated.

roger smith

Roger Smith

Old memories have a way of bringing back emotions both good and bad.  In the 1700s “Nostalgia was originally described as a “neurological disease of essentially demonic cause” by Johannes Hoffer, the Swiss doctor who coined the term in 1688. Military physicians speculated that its prevalence among Swiss mercenaries abroad was due to earlier damage to the soldiers’ ear drums and brain cells by the unremitting clanging of cowbells in the Alps…In the 19th and 20th centuries nostalgia was variously classified as an “immigrant psychosis,” a form of “melancholia” and a “mentally repressive compulsive disorder” among other pathologies.” http://www.nytimes.com/2013/07/09/science/what-is-nostalgia-good-for-quite-a-bit-research-shows.html?pagewanted=all


Hepper, Ritchie, Sedikides, and Wildschut (2012, Emotion) describe nostalgia as a complex emotion that involves past-oriented cognition and a mixed affective signature. The emotion is often triggered by encountering a familiar smell, sound, or keepsake, by engaging in conversations or by feeling lonely. We remember and think about a memory, typically a fond one that is personally meaningful. We view the memory through rose-colored glasses so we often feel emotional.  Usually, we feel happy, but with a sense of loss and longing that can sometimes be bittersweet.


Photo via Visual hunt

Nostalgia confers psychological benefits such as, feeling a stronger sense of belonging, affiliation, or sociality and often indicates higher levels of self-esteem and positive mood.  Nostalgic engagement carried out habitually and excessively, however, may not be beneficial to all.  It goes without saying that there’s a difference between being nostalgic and only remembering the past as Alzheimer’s patients do, but maybe they remember past enjoyable events because it makes them happy.


Why are some memories from our past so vibrant and enduring? Researchers have posited that there’s a Lifespan Retrieval Stage.  Those at the University of Leeds proposed this explanation. “The years highlighted by the reminiscence bump coincide with “the emergence of a stable and enduring self.” They specified the period between 12 to 22 years of age.  In other research, I found that ages 15 to 30 were identified as the time when more memories are encoded that are linked to our social identity. It makes sense that the memories which contribute to this process become important throughout our life. They didn’t just contribute to the development of our self-image.  They became part of it.


It’s not surprising single Baby Boomers surround themselves with things that bring back special memories like pictures, souvenirs, and keepsakes.  Our generation has also started to record their life stories or memoirs in online templates or fill-in books like The Book of Me. 


Some Baby Boomers make their own soundtrack, songs in their life that they remember from when they were the happiest and most content. The Nostalgia Machine website plays songs from your “favorite music year” while another app, Sundial, replays the songs you were listening to exactly a year ago. For photographic memories, The Timehop app and Facebook’s On This Day feature show you photos and social-media updates from a given date in history. The Museum of Endangered Sounds website plays the sounds of discontinued products.


Music spurs an emotional reaction. “Brain imaging studies show that our favorite songs stimulate the brain’s pleasure circuit, which releases an influx of dopamine, serotonin, oxytocin, and other neurochemicals that make us feel good. The more we like a song, the more we get treated to neurochemical bliss.”  We are most susceptible during our pubescent years when our hormones are raging.  We want to remember our teenage adventures even if some of them were embarrassing.


In my case, taste tends to bring back good memories.  This has its pros and cons.  It makes it difficult for me to pass up a Dairy Queen even though I’ve been on a diet most of my life.  I think I’ve even passed on my love of sweets to my son since we both like Peeps and Twizzlers.  Both hold fond memories from my youth like the search for Easter Baskets with Peeps nestled inside and eating Twizzlers in the library with his father in college.  I do blame my mother more for his Peep addiction since she stuffed one in his formerly sugar-free little body when he was 5 months old.  Oldtimecandy.com can find your favorite candy.  Martha Stewart’s and other recipe websites can give you recipes for your old snacks and other comfort foods. http://www.marthastewart.com/1119136/12-nostalgic-foods-you-havent-had-childhood


Photo credit: Nicholas Eckhart via VisualHunt.com / CC BY-NC-SA

The sense of smell has the closest link to memory. Studies have shown that people can remember a scent with 65% accuracy after 1 year while visual memory dips to 50% after only a few months.  To this day the smell of Brut cologne, yes you can still buy it, bring back memories of my old high school boyfriend.  One last tip – Don’t get nostalgic about old loves.  Leave them in the past.  There’s often a good reason they’re there in the first place.



Photo credit: brizzle born and bred via Visualhunt / CC B

So keep remembering the things that made you happy in the past, but keep making new memories, because memories are something no one can take away from you.

Continue the adventure!

Linda Lea

Single Baby Boomers Need a Goal

Single Baby Boomers Need a Goal

The Merriam-Webster Dictionary lists the synonyms of goal as “aim, ambition, aspiration, bourne (also bourn), design, dream, end, idea, ideal, intent, intention, mark, meaning, object, objective, plan, point, pretension, purpose, target…”  Your goal may change during different stages of your life and at times you may have more than one.  Your family, environment, job, health and religious beliefs can all influence what you consider your purpose in life.  You want to be true to yourself, but life has a way of interfering with your plans.  Perhaps you face a health issue and need to rethink your objectives for the future.  You can’t continue working or must rely on others for assistance after a life of independence.  You need to readjust your goals to fit in with your circumstances and ability to do what you need to do.  If you’ve been living life taking care of others, you may now need to focus on yourself.


Your physical, cognitive, and mental health depend on you having something to look forward to.  It doesn’t have to be a world-saving goal, just one that makes you get out of bed every morning and look forward to the day.  Some people make some sort of appointment or find an activity to get them out of the house.  If you’re still working and hate your job you may need something that gives you a lift each day like a walk at lunch time so you can enjoy the fresh air, relieve your stress and get some exercise.




Your purpose needs to be something that will improve your life in some way.  It can still be helping other but you should get something out of it like a sense of pride or well-being.  These are intangible rewards and sometimes you need something tangible.  I plan trips to help me achieve my goal of visiting all of the places I want to see before travel becomes difficult.  It’s not the only goal I have in life, but when I’m feeling down or bored, it brightens my day.

Here’s how even this small goal benefits me.

  • It keeps my mind active by researching the places I want to visit, airfares, accommodations and things to see and do while I’m there.


  • I keep engaged with family and friends. Planning a trip to visit them is one way to accomplish this, but I also like to take them with me. Sometimes we stay at my timeshare and other times we take a tour or cruise.  When I have a question I can’t find an answer to on my own or want the opinion of someone else, I call someone I know who’s been there or used a service like Uber or Airbnb.


  • I also make new contacts when I ask for help or information. At the moment I’m planning a tour with a tour planner for a trip to England where some of my favorite mystery writers got their inspiration for such fascinating characters as Sherlock Holmes, Dr. Watson Miss Marple, Hercule Poirot, and Inspectors Morse and Lewis.  You can find out more about it on my Single Boomer Life Facebook Page.




  • I develop new interests. Every time I start planning a trip I get side tracked while I’m doing research.  I try to keep my mind open to ways I can make the trip more interesting and I explore new areas I find on related websites.  The plan for the British mystery writers trip was born out of the desire to write a novel of my own, my love of British mystery novels and TV crime shows in addition to my desire to explore London, Oxford, Devon and Cornwall.  I was watching a video about Agatha Christie’s home when I found it was near Port Isaac, the setting of my favorite TV show Doc Martin.  I couldn’t find any tours that went everywhere I wanted to go and I wasn’t too keen on learning how to drive on the left side of the road, so I decided to plan one myself.  This opened up many new avenues to research.




  • It keeps me positive and looking ahead to a bright future full of adventure.


  • When the time for the trip arrives I’ll have a sense of accomplishment from seeing my plan come together.  I’ll also get to meet new people and explore the places I’ve read about and seen on TV and in movies.


  • When I finish the trip I’ll have the memories of a new and exciting adventure. I feel experiences are more valuable to me than material goods.  They never go out of style or break. As Mark Twain said, “Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn’t do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover.”


This is a short term goal, but it’ll keep me entertained and engaged for over a year.  In the meantime, I have goals I want to work toward in other areas such as finding my ancestors in Italy, spending more time with my grandchildren and getting healthy and fit.  My goals change often, but I make them attainable and if I tire of them or just cannot meet them, I move on.  I don’t want to wallow in the fact I didn’t achieve them.  I just make new ones.  I may come back to the old plans when the time is right, but I leave the door open to new ideas and dreams.




Travel may not be your dream but you can apply this principal to any goal.  The point is to find what interests you and set a goal to achieve.  Give yourself a timeline and date of completion. It keeps you motivated and accountable.




Continue the adventure!


Linda Lea




Single Baby Boomers Celebrate Life

Single Baby Boomers Celebrate Life

Not all single Baby Boomers have families who can celebrate the important events in life with them.  Many don’t even acknowledge their birthdays, saying it’s just another day.  They may say they don’t care if anyone calls, sends a card or recognizes their special day in an email, tweet or on Facebook.   As someone who always had family who remembers them, I know how much it means.  Women seem to be the best at keeping track of friend’s special days, but I have a feeling men appreciate the gesture in spite of what they may say.  As we age, our friends often become our family and are the ones who understand us best.  Here are some ideas for ways we can help our friends celebrate.


Mother’s Day/Father’s Day – I mention this first since I’m writing this the week before Mother’s Day.  It’s not just a Hallmark Holiday.  It was first celebrated in the U.S. in 1908 when Anna Jarvis held a memorial for her mother at St Andrew’s Methodist Church in Grafton, West Virginia.  Father’s Day was started to complement Mother’s Day.  Both holidays had versions hundreds of years earlier in several parts of the world.  Since single Baby Boomers often married and started families when they were younger, they have grown children and appreciate being remembered on these special days in some way.  Friends can also help by getting together for lunch with other mothers or fathers who don’t have children or grandchildren living near them.  A friend of mine invited me to share her Mother’s Day celebration.  It made my day.


Birthdays – It’s wonderful to have someone recognize your birthday even if you don’t want to think about the fact that you’re another year older.  I now have a large group of friends who throw each other parties, often themed based, for each new year.  It makes us all feel as special as we did when we were kids and gives us an excuse to get together.


Housewarmings – When you move to a new home, you want to share your happiness with your friends and family.  I had a small picture hanging pizza and wine party.  It takes forever to get things up on the wall when you have to do it alone.  Having someone else help you get your pictures up straight and well arranged can make all the difference.  Knowing my friends cared enough about me to come over and help decorate made all of the things that bother me about placement and spacing seem unimportant.  Their help made my new house into a home.  A larger housewarming may follow but for now, more friends are invited to my condo for a friend’s birthday party.


New Pets – When we’re older, pets become an important part of our lives.  Why not have friends over to meet yours.  It doesn’t have to be a party.  If a friend gets a new pet, welcome them with a visit and even a gift.  You can also offer to pet sit when they go out of town.


Career or Job Change – Many single Baby Boomers are still in the job market and make career changes or moves within their company.  This deserves recognition by family and friends because both are stressful and life changing.  They’ve most likely changed jobs before but each time it’s like they’re the new kid at school.  Even if they’ve just received a promotion at the same company, they have new responsibilities and may need someone to listen to their concerns or celebrate the change.  Take your friend out to dinner and show them you understand their apprehension or joy with this new chapter in their life.


Retirement – You’ve dreamed about it for years and now it’s finally here.  Work friends may help you celebrate but after the first few weeks they’re usually busy with their work lives and don’t have the time you do to go out for lunch or travel.  Now’s the time to find other friends who can help you celebrate or just adjust to this new time in your life.  I don’t mean you should forget about your other friends just expand your circle to include those with the same interests so you can learn to celebrate this new phase of life with adult “play dates”.


End of Life Events – Isn’t it better to celebrate your life or the lives of others with a happy event rather than the traditional wake and funeral?  Wouldn’t you rather celebrate your life while you’re still alive or remember your loved one with a party?  It’s been said that the people left behind need closure, but why can’t a celebration do the same thing?  It’s more uplifting for those left behind.  It can also make the person facing the end of their life more comfortable if they have one last bash to say goodbye and celebrate the great times they had together.

I’m sure you can think of more ways to celebrate life with your friends and family.  Please share them with us here or on my Facebook Page, Single Boomer Life.

If you’d like to be a guest blogger on my site and contribute your ideas and adventures, please let me know.  I would welcome your input and the opportunity to get your point of view on any subject of interest to single Baby Boomer, singles or Baby Boomers.

Continue the adventure!


Linda Lea