Where went Time?
Someone told me the other day that our lives are sighs from God. That sounds so precious... unless you analyze everything like I do. Am I a sigh of relief? A sigh of exhaustion? A sigh of exhiliration? A sigh of disgust, or a sigh of delight? How I imagine God seeing me is a direct reflection of how I feel about myself. I can take a spritiual inventory by asking and answering this question on a daily basis. I tell you this, it gives me time to pause.
I went to the doctor's office last week for my annual check-up. I'm in fine shape, except when I was leaving, I looked at my lab reports and noticed that my name and my mother's age had been switched. I've not worried about age in a long while, but when I saw 60 in print on a piece of paper that I had not generated, I felt oddly out of sorts.
Who is this 60 for? Sixty is so old. My mother is 60. (Only she isn't--she's 84, still living independently in her own 2-story home, and she just got a clean bill of health from her doctor last week as well.)
AARP has an article this week about keeping an optimistic view of life. The best advice: 3 blessings.
What are three blessings I can claim today? I received a nice refund from the IRS in the mail today. My little Harley sportser is gassed up and the sun is out. Today is the first day of a week's vacation. Mmmmm life is good at sixty. Think I'll race the wind this afternoon. (Not to worry--it's a breeze more than a wind, but it sure will feel nice.)
I went to the doctor's office last week for my annual check-up. I'm in fine shape, except when I was leaving, I looked at my lab reports and noticed that my name and my mother's age had been switched. I've not worried about age in a long while, but when I saw 60 in print on a piece of paper that I had not generated, I felt oddly out of sorts.
Who is this 60 for? Sixty is so old. My mother is 60. (Only she isn't--she's 84, still living independently in her own 2-story home, and she just got a clean bill of health from her doctor last week as well.)
AARP has an article this week about keeping an optimistic view of life. The best advice: 3 blessings.
What are three blessings I can claim today? I received a nice refund from the IRS in the mail today. My little Harley sportser is gassed up and the sun is out. Today is the first day of a week's vacation. Mmmmm life is good at sixty. Think I'll race the wind this afternoon. (Not to worry--it's a breeze more than a wind, but it sure will feel nice.)
posted by Joyce, of course at 11:48 AM
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