After the last eighteen months of my illness there are many things that I’ve really missed.  The Pandemic being the least of them. With all of the various surgeries, cancer, and chemotherapy dominating my every thought I’ve come to appreciate a long list of many little things that I took for granted for most of my life.  The adage “Stop and Smell the Roses” suddenly means something.  I’m glad I still have time left to really appreciate each and every one of them.

Spending an hour or two totally lost in a painting.

Spending time over the last few years watching two grandsons becoming thinking and intelligent little men. 

Realizing after all these years just how precious these days have come to mean to me while sitting on the deck with my better-half enjoying the first sunshine of Spring.

Relaxing and sipping a Jack and Coke that I’m  finally able to have now that my newly rebuilt liver permits it.

Being able to bitch and complain about anything that irks me and not giving a good damn about what people think.

Enjoying all of the freedoms that come with old age that you can’t really appreciate until you get here.

You can thank my better-half and three glasses of Jack and Coke for this posting.  Maybe it will give those of you approaching the AARP age of fifty that it’s not quite as bad as you might think.  When you’re given lemons make lemonade but make sure you have some Jack Daniels in it.