As I get older, I notice a few things that are different from my youth.  My doctors are, for the most part, the same age as my own children.  It makes me have a harder time in doctor appointments.

I pay less attention to current styles of clothing and haircuts.  I love fresh fruit, but am often sorry after I have eaten a bag of grapes. I ache where I do not have joints.  I cannot remember things I should, and I remember things that I shouldn’t.  The neighbors have a dog the general size and shape of a large Harley Davidson.  He barks all the time.  I am not angered by the dog, but the owners….?  I dream of rolling the dog in mud and garbage and opening one of their many doors to let him romp through their white on white decor.  He never gets into the house, ever.  If I sneeze in my condo it alerts that dog and he starts a whole hour’s worth of barking and howling.  He’s so big he cannot be very bright.  He can just step over the fence in his yard.  He is a Caucasian Mountain dog. Our place is not a place for him.  We have cats and very little floor space. But, I did go over to their house and told them to take their dog in because the temperature was going to thirty below zero.

I do not wear high heels any more. My kids check up on us on a rotation basis to see if my husband and I have not killed each other. Yet.

Once it is midnight, I am looking for the bed.  I used to be energetic and good to go on from midnight until five a.m.. I need a grab bar for our bath.  I have fallen and have almost been unable to get up.  I know about tearing ligaments, rotator cuff injuries, pulled hamstrings, and four-dollar glasses everywhere so I can see.

The number one thing that I wonder about is dreaming.  I am forever in my twenties when I am a character, (which is always) in my dreams.  I am not grey haired, fat, or limping in my dreams.  I am wonder if I make it to Heaven, will I be using a walker and eating meals on wheels?  Or, as I hope, will I be forever in my twenties dancing around without pain, and young forever.  I have to do math every year around my birthday to figure out how old I am.  I would much rather know that I will be as young and carefree in Heaven as I am in my dreams.