Life is one big challenge. I wonder if we would miss it when there would be no challenges. Last Summer was lost. We were incarcerated in scaffolding whilst our building got a face lift. There was no sitting outside on the porch, because we almost had not porch.
2-3 years ago I was challenged by discovering I had MS, although had probably spent the past 30 years of my life with it and not being diagnosed. Perhaps it was better that way, I did not have the worry to go with it. Now being 72 years old, I am passed worrying and take it as it comes. I have a wheelchair: no challenge, just a transport method.
I got a grandson, thanks to No. 2 son. I am now a grandmother.
And I am still bogging, writing my daily stuff. I would say in this context that I need it. Of course I have my interests, photography, nature, and reading, but I have my routine. I write because I enjoy writing. Of course I have some friends, but I only see them now and again and let’s face it. I am not getting younger and neither are they and now and again I notice that there is one less friend: the shadow side of life. But I continue because I need the daily challenges.
We have put men on the moon in my lifetime, even wiped out a few chronic illnesses, although there are still some to conquer. We have invented the computer. Where would we be without Facebook. At least we can complain about it.
My next challenge is to prepare the evening meal and finish writing this challenge.
