I have been thinking a lot about life. The beginning is so full of happiness and joy. You look into your child’s perfect face. You see the beauty and the potential for their life.
You watch them grow. Over time, they sit up, crawl, and walk.
You see them going to school. For me, watching their plays was amazing.
Their dancing and singing filled me with such happiness.
And before you know it, they are grown or gone.
I am an empty nester. I adore my grandchildren, but I do not see them often. Distance makes it hard.
And then there is this age thing. I am sixty-six now (67 in November) and have entered the time of life where my body is laughing at me.
My aches and pains have aches and pains.
And I wonder how the time flew by so fast? Twenty-six to sixty-six! It seems like it was just like the snap of the fingers.
Twenty-six on the left and sixty-six on the right
Looking back, I realize my body has been through a lot. Car accidents, infections, and the darn COVID-19 Virus (X4), which left me with type 2 diabetes. I keep trying to get back to some sort of normal life. However, I think my body has given up the ship.
I keep wondering how the last sixty-six years flew by. And I wonder when the good Lord will call me home.
I hope I am here a little longer! There is still so much to do.
