Well I must confess I should be shot! It is already Jan. 10th and I have yet to write here. I can pull the I was busy line, you know how it goes. Good grief you would think Christmas and a ushering in a New Year was a lot of work. I am sure we have all been busy, I know the week after Christmas I was so lucky to get the stomach flu going around. Tried very hard to find someone who would just put me down. But I made it through after a week of feeling at deaths
door. I know such a baby.
I am not one who makes New Year Resolutions, I quit that back in my 30′s when it became apparent that stating on the eve of a new year did not make me want to do, what ever it was that I thought I should do. Now if you understand that then you have reached the age of wanting it and getting it are to very different things, and wishing it to happen isn’t going to make it so. So I look on a new year as will here we go again! But this year I did make myself a promise (notice I didn’t say resolution) that I was going to take care of me this year. I don’t mean in a selfish, self-centered, me me me me way. I am just going to learn that saying no sometimes isn’t the end of the world that letting someone else do the loading and unloading is really ok, and that I have reached the ripe old age of 57 and the spring in my step just isn’t as springy as it use to be. I’ve lived through various bike wrecks and 8th grade dances, proms with no date and high school finals. Hell I lived through the hippie days and actually had fun with it. I’ve worked my share of jobs, been married and widowed and married again. Gave birth to a wonderful son and lived to see not only my grandchildren but a step great grandchild born. Held there hands and had wonderful talks with them. And Yes! Sponge Bob and Choo Choo train talks are important and always will be. I’ve buried a husband, parent and grandparents whom I loved with all my heart. Had my heart broken various times only to come back stronger each time.
57 really is not old I know, but there comes a time when it is time to let the young ones carry the load so to speak so that is what I am going to do. So if you want me I will be at ZUMBA!!!!! or walking a 5K somewhere because that is just the kind of grandma I am. Oh yes I will also be taking care of this damn diabetes too.
Soooo on wards and up wards troops it’s 2011 and we have a cure to find!!!!!! SSSooooooo HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!!