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Wednesday, August 12, 2026 at 4:06 PM

Reflections of an 88-year-old woman

Reflections of an 88-year-old woman
Maple City resident Kathy Stachnik celebrated her 88th birthday earlier this year. Enterprise photo by Meakalia Previch-Liu

“It is not your age, but your attitude that defines you.”

Attitude is more important than facts. We have a choice every day regarding the attitude we will embrace for that day. I am convinced that life is 10% what happens to me, 90% how I react to it, and so it is with you. We are in charge of our attitude.

I have compiled a list of things I am thankful for: My parents — who instilled in me a deep faith and Christian beliefs, a happy childhood in a loving home.

My work — When I was 16, I worked as a nanny at Northport Point and continued doing it for two more years. What a learning experience! For all the years of working in an office (25) and all the relationships and friends I acquired in that time.

My children — They enriched my life in ways I cannot describe. My girls (3) all skied at the old Sugar Loaf and still enjoy this sport to this day. My son loved basketball and also played at school for Don Miller. I did the best I could with what I had! My theory on raising children was not screw up their childhood and any other achievements were not as important as my role as a parent.

My health — After having cancer twice and many other health issues, I do not take my good health for granted. I am still able to walk four miles several days a week. During the winter months, I go to TC and walk the mall about four miles around. What a delight!

My good friend — After being widowed for 10 years, I met someone who makes me very happy! His company is priceless. We enjoy our time together and spend many days just “spuddling.”

The definition of “spuddling” is to be very busy while achieving nothing. I am still very active, drive myself wherever I need to go, cook good meals and enjoy life to the fullest.

See you all at the “Kielbasa Run” at the Polka Fest in Cedar. I also still love to Polka!

“When I am an old woman, I shall wear purple with a red hat that doesn’t suit me, I shall spend my pension on brandy and summer gloves and satin sandals and say we have no money for butter. I shall go out in my slippers in the rain and pick flowers in other peoples’ gardens and learn to spit. Maybe I ought to practice now so no one will be surprised when I start to wear purple with a red hat.”


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