I have noticed that each year,time seems to pass faster and faster.Now I am not complaining,I am merely making an observation.I have reached the age now,that time is whizzing by at an alarming rate.Seems like only yesterday,I was in my twenties and today I turned 68.How in hell that happened in such a short amount of time,I have no idea.Wasn't it just last week that I was celebrating my 40th birthday?
Ahh well,time truly waits for no man,or woman. I am fortunate that I have most of my wits about me,even if I am more forgetful than I used to be.I am definitely not as fearless about trying new things and I have to really think twice about heading out on a long road trip by myself.I used to think nothing of jumping in Ema,my trusty four wheel drive Ford Escape,grabbing a map and driving from Texas to Louisiana,Austin,etc.Now I plug in my GPS to go across town.
I have to write memos to myself to make sure I take my medications on time,keep appointments,and show up places that I have promised to be at a certain time.I have sticky notes all over my home as reminders for all sorts of things.I have a notebook by my laptop with all of my passwords,user names,etc!
I write romance suspense novels and now I have to write down,characters names,vital statistics,etc.so I can have a quick reference and don't spell their names differently,change the color of their hair and eyes in each chapter,etc.etc!
Lord help ,me even thenwhen I read over what I have written a few days later,i realize that I have written the same scene twice,or have the hero and heroine,meet each other for the first time in three different chapters.
Now,as I said before,at least I think I did.I am profoundly grateful for being alive and with most of my wits intact.
Any day that I wake up,know who I am,where I am and don't walk out of my door naked,is a damn good day!