If you had met me 52 years ago this is who you would have been introduced to——22 years old, married, no children.
A lot has happened since then. Some good, some bad but all a part of what makes up me.
I’m am pleased to have reached the ripe old age of 74 today and basically the years have been kind to me. I have a hubby who loves me, three children that I am very proud of, their spouses that have brought caring into my life, and three grandchildren that couldn’t be replaced with any other human in my heart. The friendships I have known have brought many happy moments to my life. The tears shed for those who have past and those who made themselves absent from me only fulfilled the knowledge that everything is not always good and happy.
A great deal of memories that I have are buried beneath the cares of daily life but every once in a while a person or feeling will bring them flashing into reality again. Then I find myself smiling and longing to bring back that situation to savor for a few moments.
My only words of wisdom are to try to reach out to others because there is always a hand out there that needs holding.