Yes, I celebrated another birthday. I have always been bad about transposing numbers but for the next year it will not make a difference when it comes to my age. I turned 66.
I can remember when I thought 66 years was really old. I have now changed my mind. I have come to the conclusion there is no such thing as old age. No matter where we are in life, we are not old if we can still get up and go.
Last Sunday afternoon a group from our church went on a bowling field trip. I looked around and felt very blessed to have four generations bowling on the same team. Yes, my mother was bowling, I was bowling, my daughter was bowling and two of her daughters were on our team.
I wondered how many people had ever had the privilege to be able to share a four-generation team.
I think we might have finished the game in order of ages starting with the oldest at the bottom. The score didn't matter -- it was the time we shared.
It brought back a lot of memories when my family would get together on Saturday nights for an evening of bowling. There would be 10 or 12 of us enjoying the competition. One Christmas my parents bought us all our own bowling balls and shoes. Most of the time we would end the evening at Shoney's in Blytheville for hot fudge cake and coffee.
Family members started moving away and life took a turn and our "family" bowling days ended. I am sure our bowling equipment is stored out in the shed somewhere and I think I will go on a search for it. Not that I plan on using it on a regular basis but I am just curious to see if it would still fit my hand after over 20 years in storage.
I have to admit, I didn't bowl well (I almost scored 90). The score was not important. It may take me a few days to get over the aches and pains I created.
The bowling experience served as a reminder to my body it really has been around for 66 years.
It was a fun day -- one to add to my many stored memories.
Several years ago we had the privilege of going to England to visit our son and his family. My mother went with us and every new place we visited made me happy because I was able to share the experience with her, my son, and his children.
On to the next recent event in my life -- Black Friday shopping. I am proud to announce I made it through one more. Every year I think -- "this may be my last." After the year, I get rested and I am ready to go again.
Like I have said before, I may be a little crazy but I like to be part of the Black Friday frenzy. I didn't get everything on my list but I got a few items so it was worth it.
Hopefully, I will have a few more Black Fridays in me, but like everything else, I will just have to wait and see what the future holds for me.