I found out last night that I am a very talented dancer, I haven't decided if it's "Break" dancing, "Popping", or just what style it would be called but it was really something. I stubbed two of my toes on the legs of a chest and did a lovely "dance" while trying not to fall flat on my face. It's a wonder I didn't fall and break a hip, isn't that what most "elderly" people do? Any way, it wasn't too bad last night, although my toes hurt like fire, but as today has gone on I have found out that I have sore places where I didn't even know I had places! I managed to strain one hand and one knee and all of me is letting me know that that form of dancing is just beyond me now. So even tho I'm very talented at it, I do not think I will take it on as a new profession, so I'm sorry you won't get to see me preform, you'll just have to take my word for it that I do it very well!!!
I find myself in that strange position of being single. Not only single but "Widowed", I hate those words. And I hate being alone. However I do love living in AZ and I love all our children and grandchildren and great-grandchildren and great-great grandchildren. How did I ever get sooo old? I also love my brother and sisters and their spouses, especially Christine, my best friend. I have been blessed beyond comprehension and I know that I have been watched over. I feel such love and peace especially on the days I wake up scared and lonely. I'm so grateful for the gospel and my faith in God and Jesus Christ. There would be no sense to life without this.