The Count Down Begins

"Everyone is the age of their heart." ~Guatemalan Proverb

One month from today, I will be sixty.  Aging is a good thing when you consider the alternative.  Still, it is a bit shocking to be here already.  I visited my back specialist today.  There was good news and no news but at least there wasn't bad news.

The good news is that the multitude of tests I had, show no serious bone abnormalities.  No metastasized cancer.  No cracks or breaks.  There is some arthritis in my legs and especially in my feet.  Whatever.  I'll cope.  Though I had hoped to be further along in my healing process by now, the physiatrist tells me that my nerves will recover from last years problems at the rate of one millimeter per day.  She told me to do the math.  It has been ten months but I still have a long way to go.  At least I'm moving in the right direction.  

It is the time of year when I tend to become introspective.  I'm taking inventory of my life again and while it is a pretty good life, there is room for improvement and change.  It is time for me to pay more attention to my health.  To stop eating like there won't be sugar in the world next week.  To tackle my level of stress which has been growing exponentially with each day I watch my mother transition, and each new client with unreasonable demands.  I want to turn my attentions to other things - things that bring me joy, like making jewellery and penny tables and art projects.  It is time to give serious consideration to how I can monetize that work so I can do more of what I love and less of what eats at my soul.  I'm so tired of firing people for a living.  

The weather is growing warm and the days are longer.  I love this time of the year.  I intend to take a few days before July 2 to sit on the deck and contemplate.  I'm almost sixty.  I've earned a little rest.