As the days go by and my birthday approaches, I can’t help but think of what my life has been. The ripples my almost six decades on this earth have produced. I find it hard to believe I have been alive this long. And yet it seems like such a short time has passed. I don’t feel it. If I don’t feel old does that mean I’m not?
Some days I do feel ancient, but it only means I need more rest, more sleep. Like today, I feel very sloth-like. But, I was up till 3 am. Just wasn’t sleepy, I busied myself with my crochet project. One of them anyway. And today it’s done; that blue and white blanket will soon be making its way to California, to cause another ripple in the fabric of time. My time. And the time of my loved ones.
I have much to be thankful for in this life, many blessings. My children and now my granddaughters. Ripples that extend way into the future. The future that one day will not include me. And yet it will, because I will live on in them.