I’ve been wondering for a while if I should just delete this blog, and now the name doesn’t quite fit since I turned 60 this month. I considered changing the name, but really, who cares? It’s just a spot in cyberspace where I can hawk my wares (my art), tell my story, and hopefully connect with a few other folks along the way.
One of my most meaningful and emotional posts was about almost losing my husband to sepsis in 2016 (Delicate Creatures). I was reminded of this today as I read about a woman who saw the signs of this on her son’s arm after a fall at the zoo. Life is so delicate, fragile and precious. If you take the time to read that post, the last line reads “Just a few weeks before we had danced and laughed at a nephews’ wedding. More of that please…”
Well we did just have “more of that”, we danced at the wedding of another nephew who was married here in Minnesota last weekend. It was wonderful to be able to drive from our house to the wedding, instead of having to fly from California. And always fun to see more of the family — a beautiful day and evening with lots of laughter.
So here’s to “more of this, please”, I’m enjoying what we have, where we are, and what is to come — at “Sixty-something”, under the guise of “Fifty-something”.