Perna,

I know I read your post here before today but while I was looking for something else I found this again and see I had not responded. Lol, it is appropo for the posting. Perhaps I read it and saw all the thoughts you have and I have thought them too and immediately went into denial. But actually there were a few things going on at the time. I did get my position, I am still setting new and wonderful () goals, like: picking up my guitar again, deciding on fitness regime (sort of), continuing to seek my spiritual direction, etc. Thanks for letting me write. I feel kind of grown up in a not too old sort of a way.

I love the round numbers too. Weren't we lucky being born that year because it is so easy to remember dates based on it. Being born smack-dab in the middle of a century, lol, what a claim! The 50th birthday for me was so 'rocking' because I asked so many people to celebrate it with me. I got a huge bouquet of flowers and a trip somewhere and those floatie balloons, gee a lunch too, if I remember, it went on and on. But that was before I knew my dx. I guess to me it doesn't matter the dx but to some internal parts it does but that's a whole other story isn't it. I am not afraid of 60. I am going to celebrate 60, Perna. I have a couple of personal plans and who knows what else will happen.

I went to church, Sunday and looked at a few 80 year olds and more and wondered, just like I used to wonder when I was 50 looking at 70 year olds. Wondering, wondering what, I don't know, just kind of looking, watching, looking for what, I have not clue, just kind of curious, I guess... I've even forgotten the purpose of this post, lol, but today I feel less afraid and a little more hopeful than when I first started it.