I am always hunting for a good topic for my blog. Today, waking from a noon nap, I hit on one, a great topic, but the next moment it was gone! I am eighty-seven years old, and that is the bane of my existence, forgetting – hey, that was it, forgetting! My prayer was anticipated!
I forget doctor’s appointments (unless I write them down) and basketball games I want to watch, and the list goes on. Friends think I’ve become bored with their company because I don’t call them, but, friend, I can hide my own Easter eggs.
Life is still a great discovery, and more than ever, I enjoy thinking about a life to come. After the resurrection of the body, ailments will only be remembered if we want to. Isn’t that a belief to keep you going!
