“Do you love life? Then do not squander time, for that is the stuff life is made of.”
In March I turn 80.
I’m not dealing well with that.
My perspective was changing rapidly with each new ache and pain. With each lost thought.
It took me about year and a confrontation with a mirror to come to grips with the truth:
I’m an old man. A VERY OLD MAN.
Recently, I undertook a STUDY of the situation. I called several of my friends and asked questions.
Were they experiencing similar afflictions of the body and the mind?
They were.
In many cases worse.
I was not alone.
So now my outlook has changed. Now I realize, given how I abused my body in my youth, I’m very fortunate even to be alive
“A Pessimist sees the difficulty in every opportunity. An optimist sees the opportunity in every difficulty.” – Winston Churchill
Texas Heat 
I have been wrestling with mortality a lot lately. I’m over 10 years out from a quadruple by pass, a heart attack and a LOT of stents. So I’m looking at the short end of life. I don’t want to go but I’m somewhat at peace with it.
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I haven’t completely reached that point yet. I’m still struggling with how stupid I’ve become
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Always nice to hear from you…young man.
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I’m assuming that whoever you are. you are older than I am.
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