Hand Out/Hand Up

I Made It !!

Happy Sunday, church day, first day of the week day. I am sitting on my brown sofa looking out my front door. Grass is green, trees are full of new leaves and if I lean way back a glimpse of my Alovera Cactus that froze this Winter is blooming. 

This is the last Sunday of my 50’s. Last month I looked it up and the article read 60 starts ‘elderly’.  Ohhh the dread. How could I be this old? Then I thought of Tom and Brenda and Robert and so many other friends gone too soon. I think of them often. Maybe too often but such is the life of someone who lives in their head. 

Just last week I paused to give an 18 wheeler trucker extra room to make a turn on a narrow rural road. The driver threw me a big wave and I burst out ugly crying. I was not expecting all that emotion but Tom drove 18 wheelers and I guess I wished it was him waving at me. He was all heart that guy. 

My sweet friend Brenda will forever dance in the moonlight of a beach bonfire in my mind. And not a week goes by something doesn't happen that I would love to share with my Robert. Dorinda, she called us birthday twins. Laurie and I drinking peppermint tea in her last days. Sigh ~So many more. 

God knows how many days we have but we do not. So I’m gonna keep making plans and dread elderly NO more. After all, I made it!! 

Time marches on and so it goes. kisses