There was a chilly mist in the March air, but I love my early morning walks and this gray gloom wasn’t going to keep me from today’s. I stopped midway on a bridge over the creek to watch a pair of mallards silently pick and poke along the muddy bank. Nothing could ruin this perfect serenity.

“Hey!” the shrill voice called. “Beautiful, right?” The spry old woman pointed towards the ducks as she marched enthusiastically onto the bridge to stand beside me. She twirled her arms in several rapid circles, stretched her back, then leaned on the railing and began doing standing push-ups. Dressed in sweat pants and jacket, baseball cap and sneakers, she had all the markings of devoted walker.

“Hi.” I said tentatively, unsure of what was happening.

“You’re from the South, aren’t you? Hiiiii. That’s how you said it. Hiiiii.” She spoke with her back to me as she stretched her calves. “I’m betting from the South. Keep talking until I say stop and I’ll know if I’m right, but I bet from the South?”

“Yes Ma’am.” I answered.

Her head whirled around towards me.

“No need to say more.” She laughed and raised her arms over her head to bend from side to side, counting slowly to herself. “Hiiiii” She said again. “I won’t forget that!”

She stood straight and adjusted her cap. “I’m from Wisconsin.”

Introductions seemed in order. “My name is Stuart and…”.

“Oh, I won’t remember your name.” She stopped me. “But I won’t ever forget what you said.”

A quick set of jumping jacks, a couple of leg kicks, and she stopped to stretch again. “Walk much?” She asked as she jogged in place.

“Most days. And I always see something interesting.” I nodded towards the two ducks now swimming in the creek.

“Love them.” She said. “I see a lot of birds out here.”

The old woman told me about her own morning walks and rituals. Each day she got up and tried to find ways to keep herself busy. She retired thirty years ago, bought a home in the area, but now at age ninety-three had watched all her friends “move away or pass away”.  She looked down at the creek.

“Old age was ok for the first twenty years!” She giggled slightly. “I used to wonder what the point was because nothing new ever happened.”

“I understand.” I said in my most empathetic tone. “I’m fifty-six and getting older can be rough.” I awaited her sympathy.

“Fifty-six?” She adjusted her cap again. “Why, you’re just a little squirt!”

Forced to defend my comment I agreed with her that I wasn’t elderly, but she herself said the older she got the more she wondered why. She couldn’t see the point.

“I said I used to wonder.” She corrected.

“But it dawned on me.” She continued. “I can walk and move and see and enjoy. I shouldn’t start the day just waiting for good things to come and find me. That’s the wrong approach.”

She took off her jacket. I held it as she finished a final set of standing push-ups.

“It’s like this.” She took back her jacket and stared me in the face. “I woke up this morning and that’s more than some people did. The rest is up to me.”

At ninety-three years of age this little whirlwind of a woman had the perfect attitude. I was impressed at the start by her jumping jacks and push-ups, but now she had captivated me with her words. I wanted to hear more. I listened for the next nugget of advice but she clearly had places to go. She put her jacket back on and zipped it up.

“My name is Nadine and…”

“Oh, I won’t remember your name.” I smiled as I interrupted. “But I won’t ever forget what you said.”

Stuart M. Perkins


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234 responses to “Nadine

  1. Hi Stuart, great story as always. And it fits my transition to retirement. It was so nice to know the Storyshucker is still shucking stories. Thanks for stopping by. Jim Amos

  2. I enjoyed this piece so much! May we all reach 93 in good health and be as spry as Nadine.

  3. Nice! Your writing immediately drew me in to the scene you were trying to illustrate.

  4. It was great to read about Nadine😊

  5. Loved this, what an inspiration! Thank you for following Under the Magnolia Tree!

  6. Okay, so I’ve read this and reluctantly have only offered quick glances at the a couple others; excited to read those later!

  7. You have a knack for story telling! Enjoyed this.

  8. Oh, this is a lovely story. Perfectly concluded. Also, much the philosophy I was trying to teach myself (again) this morning. Thank you for writing it.

  9. Mike Jones

    An old lady was once asked by a young man what old age was like, and she replied, “It’s a lot of buttoning and unbuttoning.”

  10. Hahaha. It is a period of Intergrity Vs Despair. That is if you have achieved success, you sit down and count your blessings. If you have acheived success you look back and smile(Intergrity ) ,if you have not achieved your goal then you are in despair.

  11. This is a great piece from all angles. And one expressing that their life might be pointless because it was long and without new happenings is new. Though I suspected for some time that this was some persons position.

  12. This so beautiful. I’ll tell you right now it moved me 😢 thank you for sharing.

  13. And I won’t forget the very interesting lesson 🙂

  14. Sounds like my mom. She just turned 91.

  15. “Yes, Ma’am” indeed! Down where I come from (Savannah, GA), it wasn’t Hi, it was Hey! Or Hey, Y’all! Great encounter between a great lady and a gifted writer. Thanks, Stuart.

  16. Linda Latt

    I absolutely love this story!

  17. Oh, my, Stuart. First, thank you for the “Like” for this week’s blog. A discerning man if I ever saw one! Thankfully, it brought me to your site, and Nadine. Then the eagle story. You are the consummate storyteller!! At 78, I can only hope to follow in Nadine’s footsteps. And your eagle story had me laughing so hard that my son kept giving me weird looks. Now I follow you and shall entertain myself a while today getting caught up…

  18. It’s amazing how you read a story and feel like you are a part of it, right there listening to that conversation. It’s beautiful.

  19. Nadine is definitely a whirlwind. Hoping I have that spunk when I turn 93. It is a beautiful story, and thank you for sharing! 🙂

  20. First time here. Awesome piece of work! Nadine took on life word by word.

  21. Wow. Such an inspiring story! Thanks for sharing!

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