Its a wonderful life

My life seldom plays out the way I imagine it.  Of course when I was twenty I thought 64 was very old.  I thought by then I would be content to sit around in my living room watching tv and my grandchildren play.

Instead I am volunteering five days a week, driving around the country visiting with friends and hanging out with people I never dreamed would have any interest in me at this age.

In between I find myself sitting in my living room with my daughter and granddaughter, who is 18, eating pizza and watching a good movie -- or shopping -- or hiking.

Grandmas aren't what they used to be, but then my grandma wasn't either.  I am not doing the things she did, but she didn't do the things other grandmas did back then.

I consider myself a pretty free spirit, or at least I did until I met a truly free spirit who drove me mad with the total disregard for time and space that is so important to me.

It's not enough to just want something.  I have to want it passionately!  I have to be willing to do whatever is necessary to bring it about and be able to live with the consequences.

Lived that way, life is seldom boring and more often than not, incredibly awesome.