|About 1968 with Jennifer|
Today Carol turned 70 years old. After three children, a 25 year career teaching at Indian River Community College, a heart attack,a hemorrhagic stroke, a broken hip and being around me for over 46 years she's still the same cheerful, wonderful, positive person I married. I've never met anyone quite like Carol. In all the universe I truly believe there is no happier person. I just can't imagine my world without her.
|Still smiling after all these years|
We've been talking recently, about being 70 and what it means. Age is clearly relative. We can remember at one time thinking that 50 was over the hill. When my 90+ year old mother was living in the ACLF, she would comment that there were some *elderly* people living there as well. I guess when you're 90, 90 isn't *elderly*. What is *elderly*? Perhaps it's when you just give up living. We know we're not kids anymore, but we don't feel like old people either however it is that old people should feel. Our plan is to continue our travels until we are simply no longer able to do so and then just take things from there. Our working and savings years are behind us. Going forward we do as we please, go where we want and buy what suits us. When you're 70 you're allowed to do such things.
This morning I made Carol pumpkin pancakes for breakfast; one of her favorites. For dinner we got a take-out rotisserie chicken from the Peruvian restaurant. The chicken is very good, but mostly we went there because they have another of the Birthday Girls favorites; fried bananas.
The girls sent a bouquet of roses and called to say hello. Jennifer sent a Care Package of great Christmas type cookies.
So happy birthday my dear.