I've always had a strong sense of curiosity and wanderlust but early life didn't often allow me to indulge. Things such as earning a living and raising children kept me close to home. When I retired - living earned, children on their own - I spent 20+ years traveling and exploring either alone or with similar minded adults. When age and health began to slow me down, I enlisted a daughter to travel with me .... road trips mostly but also a glorious 3 weeks in Scotland. That trip convinced me that my major traveling was done. Fatigue wiped out much of the pleasure. I now have conceded to age and health. I had thought that giving up my active and interesting lifestyle would involve a lot of kicking and screaming but the change was gradual and always my decisions.
I'm now an armchair traveler (books and travel documentaries on TV) and am quite content. I have a cozy and comfortable little apartment quite close to my daughter and her family. It's ground floor, lots of windows and pleasant view of a little pond with its own resident alligator. I've always disliked shopping and fashionable new clothes do nothing for me. I'm out for doctor's appointments, grocery shopping and an occasional hair cut. Otherwise, I hibernate and thoroughly enjoy it. My life now .... content with occasional bursts of happy. Not bad for an octogenarian.