What a number!!! Beyond one’s ability to think that I could be that old. Supposedly, with age, comes wisdom, and tolerance, and forbearance, and all those good traits we are longing to embrace. But who knew that physically the opposite happens.
Please know this will not be a litany of aches and pains, but a celebration of life itself…..and how the little things that went unnoticed in a more active life, catch our attention and fill our lives with unspeakable joy!
Right now, on the Dofflemyer deck is a trap to catch a bird, built by a 7 year old who deeply believes he can catch a bird for a pet!! Why not? He has a long string attached that he can pull and catch the bird when it walks into the contraption! Great Grandma is not about to tell him it won’t work…I am a long tine believer in “why nots”.
Down by the warehouse is a raised bed with some pretty puny tomato plants in it that I discovered needed my attention. Before I knew it I was almost elbow deep in dirt!! CThis old Farm girl persona couldn’t abide weeds and out they came. For those few minutes I was not 88!
So, is 88 scary? Not really. I’ll just look for bird traps, or weeds to pull…especially the weeds of prejudice, or hatred, or indifference. Life is to be lived in gratitude and enjoyment. Thank you God.
Led
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