I hardly think of myself as being old. I am in excellent
health, I hear pretty well and I see well too, thanks to
cataract surgery and I am highly mobil. I take care of my
disabled husband, take him to his appointments, fetch my
grand children to and fro and belong to an antique club
and a book club. I talk almost daily with my son and my
daughter. I can indulge my love of gardening and decorating.
I feel so very fortunate.

Health has got to be the biggest factor in aging with a
modicum of dignity. Friends are really great to have as well
as a positive social life. Lingering illness is a fear for
all of us who have lived large and laughed our way into old
age.

2011 - 2012 have been terrible years for those I love.
It has seen both my son and my husband wracked with pain
None of us have lost our sense of humor and it has been
our saving grace.

I really don't feel foolish for living as though the future
stretches endlessly before me. I am rational and I know
that the grim reaper could knock at any time but I refuse to
live that way. If I did, it would invite him in.

You will have to forgive me if I find delight in a new
book or a cherished piece of flow blue china. I love buying
gifts too and making people happy. So no more chastising
me for my love of auctions, estate sales and garage sales.
Nuff Said.