That is a puzzling statement I just made, even for me! But thinking about why I said that, I think that may be a very good phrase to describe my life at this juncture of life,
This is written “tongue in cheek“ with humor and a bit of satire, so read it with that in mind. Rising up from a night of restful tossing and trips to the bathroom, I knock my “morning “ pill holder to the floor and crawl around the floor retrieving 3 pink, 1 blue and one kinda beige that I have no idea what it is for. I swallow them before I lose them again, shuffle to the bathroom, which has become the most familiar room in my house. Looking in the mirror, I am again shocked to see an old woman who looks a bit familiar, but not someone I would want for a friend.
Breakfast is interesting, and tasty, if I remember to put on my glasses so I can see that what I am spreading on my bagel is strawberry jam and not Texas Pete hot sauce! Getting dressed is somewhat of a challenge if I wear that dumb top with tiny little buttons and I absolutely know the button holes are even tinier.
My daughters gave me a year’s membership at the wellness center that has been everything I need in physical wellness. I take a gentle yoga class that does a lot for my agility, even though my “down dog “ pose looks more like a “dead dog.” Imagine my chagrin the other day when the woman on the mat next to me tapped me on the shoulder to wake me from “child” pose!
At my hair dresser’s suggestion, I started taking collagen for hair an skin care. I really take it for joint health, and the only thing I have seen as a result of all this is the hairs on my chin look really healthy,
So nothing at the age of 85 has changed….. at least the important things. I can still love and enjoy my family and friends and pray that they find themselves, at my age ,filled with a gratitude for life itself. May that continue also for me. Thanks be to God.
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