Just Another Day in Paradise
Hello folks. Summer is relentlessly cruising by.
I've been reading a Harlan Coben novel that somehow escaped me, and here's a thought that rang too true. A character asked her 92-year-old grandfather what it is like to be that age. His reply: "It's a finger snap. One day I turned 18 and joined the army. And now I'm here."
I can totally relate, as my high school class is re-planning our 50th reunion, which will now be our 51st. Where the hell did all those years go?
Anyway, my wife and I have stayed busy helping our son and daughter-in-law out with the grandkids; we are truly blessed to have them so close that we can be an integral part of their lives.
Two other things, one very good and one very troubling. The good: My family celebrates our heritage in America annually in August. 'Hecklerfest' is held on a Saturday at my ancestral homestead, now a public park, near Harleysville PA. I have never been, but this year I will change that, and I can't wait to tour the actual house my grandfather was raised in.
The troubling: on June 30th while taking my morning bike ride, I suffered a TIA. Fortunately, it resolved quickly and left no detectable long-term damage to my brain. But let me tell you, losing your ability to speak for even a few minutes is frightening! I am eternally hopeful that it was a 'one-off.'
But it hammers home with crystal clarity that tomorrow is promised to no one. So go out and enjoy the rest of your summer!