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so,   when I was a kid,   I thought I might be a cowboy  ......  really.   How 'bout you. 
 Rhinestone, or drug store, or real?  It's not too late for the first two.  All you need is a pair of boots and a big hat.
And I really kinda of thought I would get old with my sister hanging around.  
 I never really thought that I would live long enough to get old.  My dad died when he was thirty-seven, and since he was bigger and stronger and smarter than me, I could not imagine living longer than he did.

 
 
Did God save the best for the last?      I think not. 
In some ways, yes.  In other ways, no.  What we have is paid for now.  That sure beats trying to get by on a shoestring.  We can afford to eat out on weekends now.  That beats beanie weenies at home.  The last part of our marriage is much better than was the first part.  We have learned to be content with what God has given and no longer try to keep up with the Jones'.  I am not hoping to find the right woman and have learned to be more impressed with inner beauty than in what I see in the flesh.
 The down side is fading energy, fading memory, and spending a good portion of our income on medicines.

 
Reality has a way of preparing us for those things that , in our innocence, were furthest from our mind.

 Looking backward, I can see God's hand on my life, pushing here, protecting there, correcting at times and blessing at times,  bliss at some times, heartbreak at others.  I think they call it experience.
Terry

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