the life begins at 60 (which used to be 40), the what I call My Fifth Season, we're oh so very close now. And, no, I don't feel any different. I actually think the different, if you can call it that, arrives several years earlier then this, but its at this juncture that I am celebrating, not just a day, a year, but life, for the rest of it in each and every day that is to come and for how many yet are to come. I think that this is a challenge as often we become bogged down by the daily hum drum, by life itself and what is presented to us. From here on out, can I look at each day and find in it the good, the beauty, the blessings no matter what the situation? This is my time, this is my journey and to begin to try to do just that.
These arrived yesterday, hand carried by a very dear friend ... yes, one of my ten, a tender, caring heart that God sent back into my life. We went to school together, reconnecting a few years ago ... thank you God.
As beautiful as these look, the picture does not give justice to the magnificence to this bouquet, it is stunning. I adore flowers and this bouquet is to be adored. Thank you my friend. There are three roses, three ... so very significant to me. The Trinity, the Blessed Trinity, the Father, Son and Holy Spirit. I am always struck by three, it is always a comfort, a heavenly hug, a reminder that we are so loved.