Borrowed Time: 75 Years & Counting

Living on borrowed time makes each day a treasure. Every good experience is appreciated and the bad times can be survived. My three wonderful sons are healthy and into their own middle age. Now I am the grandmother in the family, with two grandsons and two granddaughters.

My life, as I remember it, is a collection of chunks of years, with memories of childhood, of growing up, going to school, making friends, but most of all, memories of family.

Seventy-five years and counting. How many more? You never know. I’ll just enjoy what I am given. Overall, I don’t know how a life could have been any better.