Seventy-seven on the Seventh

I have argued with myself and, as usual, did not win.  I did not necessarily want to broadcast my age to the world, but on the other hand, when in the world would I ever have a chance to have a title of a blog like this, ever again?

Here it is.......somehow I have made it to this age.  Not by living a scripted life, but by reaching for the brass ring every chance that I have had to do so. 

As a small child in Chicago, Illinois, if I could have foreseen my life, it probably would have scared me to death.  The Universe is wise not to let us see our future!

I don't know what it is supposed to be like to be this age. Neither of my parents made it this far, or my grandparents!  I do have a sister who is eleven years older then I who lives in Illinois and she is still going strong.  But, we have not seen each other in many years, so I have not personally checked that out!

Anyway, at first, I thought of having a huge garden party now that I have a huge grass filled and flower filled yard.  But, then reality hit and I remembered the dinner party I planned for 55 people when I turned 65 and common sense said "Are you crazy?"  Thank goodness for common sense once in a while.

It is the truth that "Getting old is not for sissies", but I do not feel old, just a bit challenged.  But the challenges keep the mind alert to figure out how to handle them!

My life is full.  Family, friends, a great place to live, flowers, good books, Netflix and every day is a new day.  No more wild and hairy travel stories, at least at this point.  But, you never know what could be right around the bend.

Thanks for following along for the past eleven years (if you have been around that long).  And, thanks for enhancing my life with friendships from people that I would never have met any other way then through the blog.

Happy days.........