It’s not always easy. A few loads of laundry, and a pile of dishes can take an entire day; but then I don’t push myself a lot. So, I forget to make the bed, as I watch the rosy glow of dawn meet the rising sun.

I have time to walk our little, wooded acre with my little dachshund straining at the leash. I get to read the “signs,” with my Happy Dog, sniff the air, and gaze out at nowhere, studying the sky, with the same intensity that my little dog studies the ground.

I get to meet the day, every day. I get to say “good-night,” to the sunsets.

I’ve studied a lot of sunsets, in the last five years, and I’ve never seen two that were alike.

I get to know my Creator as I never have before, and I’ve gotten to make MY mind up, about the mysteries of life; and I have grown certain, that all this was no accident.

I feed the birds, and I take great delight in their multi-coloured hues, especially in the spring.

I drag a chair to stand on, so that I can fill the feeders to the brim, myself. I say a little prayer, as I wobble, a little cock-eyed on the chair, and I laugh, at myself, and all the pretensions of my younger life.

I take great delight in my life. I thank God for all the precious little things of every day. Friends.

Family. Neighbours.

And health. A health of the soul. For I have come to understand what real health is, and when you have REAL health, then you truly have everything. — Rogerknapp.com (Concluded)