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Day 366

Today is New Year’s Eve. Like Janus, I look backward and forward, looking for high spots, successful events, places where course corrections and changes are appropriate. I will go through the daily log and account for the days of my 77^th year. With this blog, I kept track of activities and feelings about what I have chosen to do Are my mental, physical, emotional, and spiritual selves in balance? What parts need attention in my 78^th year?

Day 365

Started the day with coffee, an Imitrex injection, and the netti pot. Suddenly not well yesterday afternoon, came home and went to bed. It was busy at the police department. Calls about sightings of the bank robber. I took the information for the detective. FBI is on board. Two bad guys were caught that have been hiding out for weeks. Sometimes I think I learn more about Crescent City than I need to know. Back to bed.

Day 364

Megan posted on FB that she missed her Uncle Kim. Interesting that we are both thinking about him. I’m glad she connected with him. Call from Cillay asking for a FB post about Pat’s husband and Joyce’s brother needing prayers. I’ll figure out how to do that for them. I don’t know if my brother is alive. Oh, heavy thoughts this morning. Bound to happen at my age. Losing people is never easy or without a burden.

Day 363

Planted lettuce on the sunporch. The green onions are poking up on the back deck. I’m so ready for spring. I know we have days of rain coming. Today I want another interesting senior center duty then on the Hollie’s class. I turned down the invitation to participate in Spring Arts Day. It reminds me of doing it last year with a fog brain after Kim’s death. Stumble, forget what I was saying, not focusing. Sad memory.

Day 362

I’m pushing the calendar. Picked up pea seeds yesterday after returning the TV. The Sony can be repaired, so no new one to wrestle with. Yesterday the senior center was actually interesting. Most days are routine so it was good to have fun conversations and get to know more about the guests. They are my peers. And the food was good too. Today, a massage by Sarah, then an open agenda. The journal still waits for inspiration.

Day 361

Sending Valentines rewarded me with replies from people at a distance. Valentines are my version of Christmas cards, personal notes to those I don’t see or hear from often. I keep connections to significant people who have shared the journey with me. The new power cord to the TV was not rewarding. It doesn’t work either. The company says the set is faulty. Today I’ll tote it back to the store. Do I want to try again?