- Wrinkles - I'm fortunate because I have good skin, and my wrinkling is minimal for my age. Sometimes I look in the mirror, and I'm surprised ... and perhaps a bit disappointed ... to see the lines that indicate the loss of resilience in my skin, a sure sign of age. But for the most part I don't think much about the wrinkles. I've never expected to eternally young, thanks to wonderful attitudes about that from my parents.
- Loss of agility - I have some aches in my joints and bones. But I'm still reasonably able to do what I want. It is harder for me to get up off the floor now ... I can no longer just rise. Now I have to roll over onto my hands and knees and sometimes find something to hold as I get up. I don't have to "pull up," but I need some extra time and props. And if I stay on the floor too long, I could be in some real problems! I get so stiff that I can barely move for a few moments.
- Eyesight - I actually see better in some ways, as is common for us oldies. My distance vision is better (I've always been severely myopic, legally blind without correction). In an emergency I could now drive without glasses for help. I wouldn't otherwise, but if I had to do so, I could. My close vision is generally OK. But ... my eyes don't adjust as they used to. I can't go quickly from "out there" to "up here." But I can see fine for all practical purposes.
- General health - I can't complain. As the country western song says, "I ain't as good as I once was," but when I look at others, I realize just how fortunate I am. There are times when I shout "Fie!" about those parts of me that are not-as-good-as-they-once-were. However, I'll put up with the inconveniences because I realize that they are comparatively just nuisances.
Most of all, I'm still here. I'm still laughing and having fun. I'm still writing terribly boring posts (just read that last one!!) or posts that make people laugh. I'm still able to work, not because I have to but because I enjoy it. I can still do almost anything I want to. I'm still here.
There was a memorial board for our friends who have passed on. Some left before they finished their teens, some just went in the last few weeks. There were those who fought cancer, those who died in automobile accidents, some with health complications. A couple were suicides. One in Viet Nam. I know there were some with drug or alcohol problems. Whatever, they are gone. As I looked at the board, I was thinking about my whiny problems, and I know I am fortunate in so many ways.
Here is the board. I blocked the surnames for privacy of families.
Thirty young faces forever locked in our memories. From a class of about 250, it is actually amazing that we haven't lost more than thirty as we are now forty-five years out of high school. But I'm reminded that I am still here, still relatively healthy and happy. And I'm thankful for what I have.
Have you considered recently what is good in your own life? If not, please do. Although you, my readers, are mostly much younger than I, realize that about half these people died younger than you. Sobering, isn't it? Be thankful for what you have. You can think about the good in your life or you can choose to look at the potholes in your road. But remember that you are still here. You have blessings in your life, probably far more than the things you whine about. Hug your family members tonight. And I send hugs to all of you.
Trust me, .....
Life is more beautiful than ever!!!