It’s 2024?

 I can’t believe it has been three years since my last blog. Well what do you expect with my schedule?

I go to work… I come home… I watch tv… ok. I really don’t do much but maybe I can do a few pieces this year. 

I will be 70 this fall. I look in the mirror and usually see a regular adult woman. Occasionally I see a twenty year old, ready to settle into married life. I feel so young and eager to see how things develop for me.

And then there are those days where I am the oldest person in the world. My joints ache. My wrinkles are like deep furrows. I could plant wheat I have such deep wrinkles. My gray hair is growing out and I need to add color regularly. Or wear a hat.

But I can now address a common perception about aging.

I am getting taller. 

They say when you get older you shrink, but the older I get, the taller I get. Lately, when I drop something on the floor and bend to pick it up, it seems like floor is so much lower. The only reason I can think this is happening is that I must be growing. 

That’s my story and I am sticking to it.