That’s me on the mountain yesterday. What a beautiful day. It was so good to be outside. This has been a long year of treadmilling due to injuries and a surgery. I don’t feel secure to go out into the rocky, rooty, and unsteady soil of nature when I have a bandaged or casted arm or hand. My hand and arm are still not healed enough to ride a bike, but I am good to go on the trails! How happy!
I got my hair all chopped off on Saturday. I am so happy to have this short, short hair. It is so easy, and I think it suits me better than any other “do.” I had added some red lowlights earlier this year, but decided to let them grow out. I actually like my gray hair. I would like to have long hair, I had always thought that when I was an old woman I would wear my long hair in a bun. A beautiful bun, or french twist. But I hadn’t counted on thinning hair. If I don’t have bangs, you can see straight through the front of my hair.
Age is a cruel master! However, I am so grateful for my health and general wellness. There are a few things here and there, and that is life. But as a whole, my body is holding up well. And though I do take good care, exercising, and eating well, I would never take credit for this blessing. It could end tomorrow, that’s clear.
Life is feeling so much happier. I still have to send out my resume to three different places, but I will do that today. It is exciting to not know what is going to happen. I have had several offers of places to live for a year if I should decide to sell my house and “live around,” trying to save money. One is a motor home in the desert western part of Colorado, the other a mansion in the Hamptons. They both have their charms.
So many possibilities. I am so grateful for a loving God who gives me a push every now and then!