Do you know that today is a special day for me?
Because I got through the whole day without anyone of my many body parts attacking me, paining me, or sending sharp needle pain through my fingers. It’s not like I’m complaining, but merely making a simple observation of how my body works at 65 compared to when I was in my 50’s or even my 40’s.
It’s strange to reflect that our bodies have a way of taking care of themselves whether or not we really pay any attention to them.
Remember pimple and how they tormented us since we were teenagers? It got so bad. I could connect the pimples with a pencil and make a picture of a grey whale or even an elephant.
Or you could press a piece of paper against your forehead which was so oily that it came out with its own picture pattern?
Yes I remember those days well and will probably do so until the day I die.
I’ll let you know when,