I can't believe it's been 6 years since I wrote my first post.  Where oh where has the time gone?  In the years past so many things have happened that have changed my life so drastically.  Some-days when I can force myself to even look in the mirror, a stranger stares back at me and I am saddened wondering where I am.  This person looking back is not me.  It's not the aging process that I mind, in fact, I am quite proud of my age.  Who knew that when you reached the fifties that it would no longer sound old?  I have gained weight but I am aging well.  I am blessed with few wrinkles and even fewer gray hairs.  I do look forward to turning gray, but I understand that is an unheard of attitude for women my age.  I love to play video games and my idea of a good time is propping my feet up with my dog at my side and my notebook in my lap.  I'm doing research for a book but the audience will be  small.  My characters come from one of my video games and although it's a popular game it's going to be a topic that only players can know and appreciate.  Seems like I'm always going to do something, though I seldom get anything done. I'm content to sit here, my youth spent, hoping for many more years of self realization!
   
p.s. I can no longer tat.  My hands have a mind of their own and they say no more. Maybe science, medical advances, will help those of us with arthritis, someday.  The sooner the better ...