It's been almost 3 years since I wrote a blog post I see.  Almost everybody, who's blogs I used to read, has stopped posting and one good blog friend --Dorothy of Dot's blog--has passed on.

But writing is good for the soul they say.  So I thought why not restart posting on the blog, especially in these crazy times.  I was a person who followed the news ,both local and World news, avidly.  But now I have become an ostrich.  I bury my head in light reading or play endless computer games to keep me away from the realities where I have no control.  I now only spend time on the immediate reality that I can control.  

I exercise too, with joy, because that is certainly something I know I can control.  I have my dogs, who give me so much love to make up for a lot of negativities.  There is music --always a great fall back to make me forget everything.

Life goes on.  I will turn 75 this year, but don't feel it too much internally. It's only my image in the mirror and my physical body which remind me that time has definitely not stopped.  Unfortunately, even at this great age, some of the inadequacies I felt about myself have, sadly, not really gone away.  I hope to deal with that.

Maybe I will try and post once a week, just to keep my brain cells moving.😀