Brighter Days

In some ways, we are climbing out of the darkness. It is easier to enjoy life. We’re celebrating what would be Mom’s 93rd birthday soon. Then it hits me. In 25 years I will be 10 years shy of 100, and you will be 101, if we dare. I never wanted to be 90, but now I’m curious what those days will be like. That is, if I’m able to comprehend anything about it by that time. Certainly 25 years ago, I could not have imagined a good many things that are familiar now. I may just ride it out. I’ve never been so near 100 before. Every day is the newest adventure. Forgetting will be like hitting “refresh” over and over. A nice clean slate.
Hopefully they will all be kind.