My office, where I have always written these posts, looks almost like a hoarder’s office. I never go in there anymore, even though my job switched to being a work from home one during Covid, and will remain so until I retire.
I turned 60 this past summer and while it wasn’t a hard milestone, I’m grateful for every trip around the sun that I get, it has made me keenly aware that most of my life is behind me.
I’m on oxygen 24 hours a day. It has greatly improved the quality of my life. I’ve had lung issues for years and slowly my oxygen level has decreased. Thankfully we have managed to avoid getting Covid so far. Dearest One travelled on a plane this week though, so we are crossing our fingers that he didn’t bring home any sickness despite being n95 masked.
We have 5 grandchildren now and they are the joy of our life. I’ve often said that I was never the mother I wished I’d been, but nothing is stopping me from being the grandmother I’d hoped to be. To find out how deeply I can love, how abundant my compassion and kindness can be, and how there’s nothing to get all wound up about - has been pure joy. They are the most delightful children.
Well, I need to go get ready for work now. I don’t know how to get my signature on this post so I’ll have to sign off without it. Talk again soon.
