When I am 64…

It is MY birthday and I am 64. I take after Daddy, so I am not yet grey. I walked almost 8 km yesterday. (We are celebrating in Alma and Fundy National Park.) I climbed back up the Laverty Falls trail without getting out of breath, while my hubby at 53 had to keep stopping for a rest. Short ones, mind you, because of the black flies. (Three years ago it was me needing the breathers.) So much for marrying a younger man. Even his mother admits I’m the younger one. 😂

Laverty Falls, Fundy National Park

I think of my Mom who only managed 62, living her last years with cancer, and last decades with arthritis. I am so fortunate. 

My goal is to be as healthy and fit as now, when I’m 85, with a few extras like chin-ups on the monkey bars (never ever did these) and splits on the living room floor again. Good to have goals. I go at it slow and steady and surprise myself.

After that, the goal is to continue being happy and well for a long long time. I want to keep dreaming God’s dream of joy for many many years.

Published by dreambringer

Retired from a career in private practice psychology. Ordained to ministry in the United Church of Canada. Mother, grandmother, dreamer, writer.

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