Tonight, I am going to try to finish crocheting a baby sweater which I am crocheting for my friend’s grandson. The baby was born in the beginning of April, so I really want to finish the sweater tonight. I finished crocheting a baby afghan to match the sweater several weeks ago.
“Don’t let one cloud obliterate the whole sky” Anais Nin. My mom has been home from the hospital for several days. I am concerned about her health problems. But I decided to have my birthday luncheon this Friday anyway. Mom’s illness is definitely a storm cloud in my sky. However the sun is still shining because she is still alive. Also I am going to be able to share another birthday with her.
The birthday question for today is: Is there any age you dread being?
Response #1: SW: “100”
Response #2 :” I don’t dread an age, but I dread the possibility of not being in control of my body. As I age, I feel it. I can’t dance as fast or as long as I would like. I would like to dance all night, or until three in the morning, like the old days. I shouldn’t complain, but my fear is losing control of my life, no matter what age that might happen. If I can stay healthy, as I am now, I would like to live long enough for someone to discover life on another planet. That would be the biggest thrill of all. I realize you have a disability, and perhaps I should not be telling the truth here. And if something were to actually happen to me to disable me, I might change my mind, and my priorities. But as it stands now, this is how I feel.”
Additional responses to this question in the comment section at the end of this post would be greatly appreciated.