Birthdays are a better time than New
Year's for me to think about where I am and how I feel about the
future. I will be 63 in a couple of days and it sure sounds strange to
my ears. Thirty years ago I thought that 63 was really old. In my
mind I saw that person as feeble, dottering, unable to remember what
they were going to say, much less, carry on a conversation. Oh, they
also walked with a cane, and smelled old like I remember my
grandfather did when I was a small child.
You can be assured I don't smell like
an old man and I don't walk with a cane. In fact, I walk 2 to 4
miles a day! My calves look almost as good as the older women that
have been climbing the hills and stairs of Coimbra all their lives!
Those calves look like they belong to a 20 something marathon runner!
I read a “scientific” study that
said older people can't remember or recall what they are going to say
is because their brains are full. It is like a computer loading and
sifting through data to find the file you are looking for.....it just
takes a minute.
Most days I feel like I can conquer the
world. But, then there are days where I pull a muscle sleeping. How
in the hell do you hurt yourself sleeping?
I have plans, dreams, goals, hopes and
wishes to fill my days and I am so very happy to be another year
older. The skin I'm in feels like a cozy, soft, well worn pair of
slippers. I love it and I will continue to take care of it so we can
make all of those dreams come true.
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