Still Crazy After All These Years

 Well hello!

I'm posting here today to keep this blog alive. It's been awhile a long while a cycle even  almost 7 years.

You'll be relieved to know I removed  27 posts that detailed my  diet when doing the Whole 30 Diet. theses no one who needs to see that! It was useful and helpful and I am glad it 's over.

SO about that 7 year thing... why is 7 years a cycle? hmmm

Also those books on the side panel-good books, I think I will read them again. At least some of them will get a redo!

Dying

It's not something I fear. 
A lingering painful death- absolutely something I fear when I think about it, but I seldom do. 

Any yet here I am on the downhill slide and death is rearing it's head around me. An acquaintance invited me to be participate in a 13 day  Death Awareness Primer. I declined. A friend has asked me to be her executrix. I accepted. The reasons  for these decisions are very personal. In the first situation I feel no need to prepare for death. Emotionally I need no preparation, spiritually I need no help. For me it is over  and this is one trip I don't need to pack for! In the second instance while my acceptance is dispassionate my reaction is fueled by love and admiration.

My friend of many decades is a woman of some small means. She has built a company and her wealth and she has a legacy to leave. She lives her life as a single person. That she has asked me to ensure her  kindness and contribution is remembered is an honour I gladly accept. That I can provide her with comfort  knowing her final wishes will be respected is a small gift that I can give to her and it makes me happy to know I can so easily do this.

More deadly thoughts soon.

I'm there!

I have arrived. Sixty five years it is! Sixty five years, three months and one day.

I will post today

I will post today because it is a good habit.
Sounds silly, but I always intend to post and don't. I will make it a habit to note the ideas I have so at the very least, I will have an idea or thought to share. Today, of course, my mind is empty of thoughts on aging.

My joy

Springtime

I went into my night time bedroom. The darkness it smelled sweet. My curtains had captured the sunshine and held it there to wait for me. Breathe deep.