New Year 2024

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 Happy New Year to those friends and family and strangers that have followed along for these so many years.  

Welcome to 2024!!

Quick ask yourself what year is it!>>>???
How old are you>>>???

How old do you feel, inside, what year is it in your bones???  In your heart>>

Andy Jack and I have gone for our New Years day walk almost every year.  We head on down to the Lehigh river trail system and find a spot to jump on.  We have photos of snowy freezing days sunny days and seemingly the historic rainy day.  It wasn't raining today just gray and damp.  Chilly, around 33 but a really nice walk day.  

We walked about three miles today.  I have been really suffering with Plantar Fasciitis for almost a year.  SO my walking, to say the least has been really hampered.  I went back to the Podiatrist the week before Christmas and he WHACKED ME WITH STEROID INJECTIONS>  Phew I nearly went through the roof, he suggested I stay off of them for a few days and let the "juice" do its thing.  SO I did and thankfully I am walking without any foot pain.  Praying this is the beginning of the end.

Anyway, what year is it in your heart?  What year was your favorite thus far?  What aspects of that year made it so?  Can you get any of that back?  Was it people places or things that made those times different from these times?  Are you different?

Many of my happiest times don't really have a year stamped on them, they were episodes of life that really struck a place with me.  Many of my most joyous times were fleeting, a night, an event, a feeling of love.  

How old am I?  A quick answer 45.  ('m 57)

What year is it  2010? Obviously its not

How long am I married to Andy?  Sometimes it is forever, others I feel as if I am meeting a new Andy.

Married 18 years.  My ex Tim was over for Christmas eve and day.  He was a bit melancholy.. for whatever reason.  He was asking me how long Andy and I were married and I told him.  He said he felt bad that we didn't work out, even after all of this time.  divorced longer than we were married.  I'm married to Andy longer than I was to him.  But for some reason it still seems fresh at times.  Most likely because we have never been without each other.  Divorced people usually "break up"   Oh We broke up that's for sure.  Disasterously really.  But we never left eachothers lives.  

How long am I divorced?  (5 years)  20 years

I guess the point of this post is, yes it is new year 2024.  What can we all do to make it better, from our experiences of things that made us feel good, happy, satisfied, smart, beautiful?  We have been through our own years and have some experience of what has worked before.  Lets go back and try those things again.  Being with our loved ones, making new friends, starting a new hobby, listening to more music, reading more books, more sun sand more convertibles more Owen.

I am a satisfied woman.  But I still want more, I guess that means I am not done yet.  I'll keep pushing if you will.  When its over, I will graciously leave having been loved by the best from my first breath to my last.  

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