Ten Years Later

I am becoming very reflective of late. 

It is ten years since I started this blog. 

This is what I looked like then.

I was recently married, full of joy, excitement, and looking toward the future.

 Ten years later  

I am still full of joy and looking toward the future. It's just that a significant part of my time is caught up in dealing with pain. My own and that of others.

There is the pain of my own aging: sciatica,  tennis elbow, cataracts.

There is the pain of watching those you love gradually exiting this life.

There is the pain of seeing your beloved child struggle with a plan for their future.
 

Ten Years Later

I am on my own again.

I am saddened by failure. I am  relieved by financial security.

I am not looking for another partner.

Ten Years Later

I love my job.

 I love the progress I have made. I know I should be able to do it better. I think I may finish my working life here.

Ten Years Later

I love love love my house

I know how much more love it still needs.

It fills me with joy every day.

Ten Years Later
I am back on stage.

So that's good.