Yesterday I had so much energy and accomplished a great deal, including carrying very heavy things from outside into my garage. I found myself wondering how it was that I had this energy and strength to do these things. I mean I am almost seventy years old. I think I must have had a notion of what that meant years ago, thinking that it meant old, and maybe infirm. I feel neither. I am sure I have the same energy and maybe even more than I did when I was forty.
I know I am happier than I was then. Just am.
I just needed to note this here, as my blog is my life journal (and I do put them into book form now for my kids and grand kids to help them remember me when I'm gone). I guess I just want them to know that their mom and grandma was pretty darn young and spry at sixty nine and a half. I hope this lasts a good long time! I can't see why it won't. I have a whole new notion of what old is let me tell you!!!! And it's not me now! ;-)