One More Year

On my 72nd birthday I reviewed last year. There was not much on my calendar. As I withdraw into whatever it is occupies my days, what remained were political events, home owners association business, trips to visit our child and my sister in law, and medical appointments. I gardened, took photographs, and went grocery shopping, yet those things don’t go on the calendar as they are assumed.

Nothing stood out and I’m okay with that.

I keep my birthday hidden for the most part. It coincides with the birthday of the State of Iowa, where I live. Celebrate that instead of one more year of an aging septuagenarian. We’ll be better for it.

If I’m granted one more year, I hope to do some good in society. While I let go of things from my past, may there be new adventures ahead. No New Year’s Resolutions, just hope for a better future.

Right now, all I can think about is snow falling on apple trees.