f cereal and a cup of coffee and the newspaper, she has done about 250 things perfectly. She should not be worried about one little thing like glasses. Instead, how good of a glasses-finder could Maud be if she focused on all the thiEveryone (young and old) has those “senior moments” and most people feel bad when it happens. This article encourages you to be in this moment and interpret it positively.

Let’s meet Maud. She gets up in the morning. She feels a bit creaky as she washes and dresses and prepares her breakfast. She takes her bowl of cereal and coffee outside. She gets the newspaper and sits in the sun for a leisurely meal. Suddenly, she realizes that she has forgotten her glasses, and she begins to despair. Yes, it is one of those “senior moments.” She dashes back inside to look for her glasses while that little voice is saying, “You’re losing your mind. Your brain is deteriorating.” Maud becomes sad and even a little angry. Her eyes dash randomly about her rooms. She can’t find her glasses and she’s feeling worse and worse about everything.

Make sense? No! Why? Because, by the time Maud is in her chair with a bowl of cereal and a cup of coffee and the newspaper, she has done about 250 things perfectly. She should not be worried about one little thing like glasses. Instead, how good of a glasses-finder could Maud be if she focused on all the thin

s a bit creaky as she washes and dresses and prepares her breakfast. She takes her bowl of cereal and coffee outside. She gets the newspaper and sits in the sun for a leisurely meal. Suddenly, she realizes that she has forgotten her glasses, and she begins to despair. Yes, it is one of those “senior moments.” She dashes back inside to look for her glasses while that little voice is saying, “You’re losing your mind. Your brain is deteriorating.” Maud becomes sad and even a little angry. Her eyes dash randomly about her rooms. She can’t find her glasses and she’s feeling worse and worse about everything.

Make sense? No! Why? Because, by the time Maud is in her chair with a bowl of cereal and a cup of coffee and the newspaper, she has done about 250 things perfectly. She should not be worried about one little thing like glasses. Instead, how good of a glasses-finder could Maud be if she focused on all the thi

er glasses, and she begins to despair. Yes, it is one of those “senior moments.” She dashes back inside to look for her glasses while that little voice is saying, “You’re losing your mind. Your brain is deteriorating.” Maud becomes sad and even a little angry. Her eyes dash randomly about her rooms. She can’t find her glasses and she’s feeling worse and worse about everything.

Make sense? No! Why? Because, by the time Maud is in her chair with a bowl of cereal and a cup of coffee and the newspaper, she has done about 250 things perfectly. She should not be worried about one little thing like glasses. Instead, how good of a glasses-finder could Maud be if she focused on all the thi

sad and even a little angry. Her eyes dash randomly about her rooms. She can’t find her glasses and she’s feeling worse and worse about everything.

Make sense? No! Why? Because, by the time Maud is in her chair with a bowl of cereal and a cup of coffee and the newspaper, she has done about 250 things perfectly. She should not be worried about one little thing like glasses. Instead, how good of a glasses-finder could Maud be if she focused on all the thi

f cereal and a cup of coffee and the newspaper, she has done about 250 things perfectly. She should not be worried about one little thing like glasses. Instead, how good of a glasses-finder could Maud be if she focused on all the things she’s done right so far this day? She’d be calm, proud and able to recall that the last place she read something was the mail by her entryway.

There are many things that I can’t do – there are more that I have never been able to do (like becoming a marine biologist or an Olympic athlete). But no matter what my condition may be, I’m breathing. My heart is beating and I see the sunshine on the lamp by the bed. My co-author, Steve, helped me write “Easy Genius” because (he says) he has a poor memory – he just loves to learn. Steve says that every time he forgets something, it makes his life more exciting because he can learn something new! For me, each moment is a senior moment I can enjoy! It’s a precious moment to realize that I’ve probably done a hundred things right just by waking up. I can ask someone else to find my glasses or enjoy my morning without them.

Instead of panicking, Maud might take a