It's my wonderful life

There have been times in my life when I wondered how much longer I had to endure this life. At the time I could not imagine any way things could get better.

And then they did.

Last spring I looked around my studio apartment and thought, is this all there is? My grandchildren are far away. My friends live far away. I have nothing to do, especially in the summer. Am I going to live out the rest of my life this way?

And then I joined a meet up group and met lots of kindred spirits.

And then I got a keyboard for a birthday gift and rediscovered how much I rely on playing to drag myself out of the doldrums.

And then I felt my creativity starting to reawaken.

Now I have more to do than I have time to do it. I am going to coffees, book club, dinner out, brunches and game nights. I am playing my keyboard, writing stories and My Thots and drawing and working on another book with Bestest.

And life is wonderful. It's not perfect, but it is very very good. I wouldn't trade it for most of the other lives I know about and that is saying something.