I am grateful for~~
- The birds found the water in the bird bath
- Chris was back after her surgery
- Helpers who arrived on time
- Chocolate cake
- Everyone working happily together (no drama)
- A new friend
- Tedra, who slipped a surprise present in my purse
- the Smiles of many
- The gray hairs. There it is. In print. I can no longer operate in the delusion that they are errant cream cheese frosting or misguided mayo or chaotic powdered sugar. I must be thankful for them before I decide what to do with them. And so it begins
Nobody grows old merely by living a number of years. We grow old by deserting our ideals. Years may wrinkle the skin, but to give up enthusiasm wrinkles the soul. ~Samuel Ullman
Helen,
Perfect message. To loose our luster, our energy, our enthusiasm, we really do curl up and become old. Thanks for being that to light. I was feeling old today among a group of 200+ women. But, maybe not so . . . .
Rose
SOOOOO interesting, Rose~~I also was surrounded by 200+ women (at a fundraiser). Most were either young and lithe or vintage and smugly settled. bet you were a light in your group…i know you gave me light with your comment here!
I seldom look deeply at myself but when I do I see a white hair now here and there. They are like a scrapbook-this is when this happened, this is in memory of. Celebrate them and remember all the other things in your life.
Thank you for this wonderful picture of a scrapbook to carry with me, MaryEllen!