Some random thoughts about growing old.
I recently adopted Boxer Puppy Rex. It’s reasonable to expect that he will be living 11 ½ years and, if so, that he will join me in celebrating my 100th birthday one day. He is my joy and living reminder that my life is winding down. We are made of stardust and will eventually become again stardust. But there is also a heaven where our souls will hopefully transition to jointly.
Growing old is a slow and gradual process of letting things go and becoming more peaceful in accepting the inevitable gracefully and with serenity.
What used to be so important to me doesn’t seem to be so important anymore.
The family life was always important to me, but now more than ever.
I used to be penny-pinching, but now I become more generous and started giving things away.
I am becoming more forgiving.
I start cleaning up my life, putting some order to it, so my family doesn’t have so much work with my left-over belongings.
I am not writing a biography but taking notes on what I know about my ancestors and remember about my life for the benefit of my children and grandchildren.
My interest has shifted from politics to reading up on health issues. I am living as healthy as I can to prolong the day of reckoning as far as possible because I enjoy living.
I started making peace with myself and everyone else.
I began looking backwards, reflecting upon my life, rather than looking forward to the future. I have accepted what will come.
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The Welcoming Center and the Christ Cathedral in Garden Gove, California. (Formals known as Crystal Cathedral.)
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Centerfold of a book. The cemetery is at the bottom left where we bough niches for our cremated ashes to be remembered forever.
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The pet cemetery in our yard. The hole at the bottom left shows where Heidi tried to dig out her former buddy Ross.
How did she know? Instinct? Just incredible. My grandson laid the little cross and flowers on the grave of his beloved Ross.
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God loves you, and so do I.