Today, I can feel my age in my shoulder and my tired legs. I can see it in the fine lines on my skin and the grey on my head and the sunspots on my hands.
The evolution continues.
Plans for sleeping in were foiled by a cat, a train, a helicopter and a garbage truck. If all those things weren’t signs in and of themselves to get out and live, then being stacked up like that was a threat from the universe that it was going to kick my ass if I didn’t get up.
The forecast calls for highs in the 70’s and wall to wall blue skies, the top is coming off the Jeep and I’m heading for one of my happy places. Silence and sweat and clean air and crunchy leaves under foot will do my soul good.
The sun may bring another wrinkle, but so will a smile…and I embrace them both.
19 Dec 06
11:11 am
Hope you enjoy your special day and your getaway!
19 Dec 06
11:11 am
Good for you. Happy places, wrinkles & numbers are what we make of them. And you’re doing a great job of making it all positive.
19 Dec 06
11:15 am
Take care of that shoulder, baby girl.
19 Dec 06
5:16 pm
Happy Birthday!
19 Dec 06
10:03 pm
They’re not wrinkles, they’re laugh lines. Or for me, sun squints.
I got to see the sun for about 30 min’s this morning on the way in for work. Got home about 845pm… so I call some of that sun you got as mine.
21 Dec 06
8:48 am
Thanks, ya’ll.