I still can't quite get my head around the fact that in all probability I have more years behind me than in front of me. If I live as long as my Mom I have 7 years left, if as long as my Dad, 27, if I split the difference 17, OR as we all know, I could die tonight.
I think I still feel like a kid because I spend so much time with seniors. They are all twenty or thirty years older than me and I love being with them. They have lived diverse lives and their memories add richness to my own when I listen and learn from them. Like most of them, I have sometimes learned the hard way, but I HAVE learned. Have you listened to a senior lately?....oh wait, you are doing that right now! See, I forgot again!
My poor husband is learning what it's like living with a woman in the throws of menopause. Pray for him. I have to stop in the middle of every day and thank him for loving me through this. The poor man doesn't know from one minute to the next what to do. Do I need a hug? should he duck and run? when will this be over?! All questions I can't answer because I'm having trouble thinking! The brain just won't engage sometimes. Just ask my youngest son. He gets a huge enjoyment from laughing at me when I stop for 20 or 30 seconds in the middle of a sentence and then proceed like that's perfectly normal. That IS normal for me! That's why they call it menoPAUSE! Right?
Well anyway, its happened, my number has changed again and it always goes up not down, so Happy Birthday to ME! Thank you Father God for my life, my husband, and that I'm still learning.
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