I Woke Up

I woke up this morning, at 77, with only one little pain and that's in my right index finger.  Very lucky and very little to complain about!

I woke up feeling no hunger, just my usual urge to smell and drink my first coffee of the morning...I'll probably have 2.

I woke up to a nice apartment in a nice old building where I feel quite safe.  Feeling this safe doesn't stop me from having a dead bolt and safety latch on my door.  I want to feel very safe.

I woke up knowing I'd be having a serious conversation with one of my grandsons today.  It will be uncomfortable but I can't delay it any longer...thanks to Cindy badgering me about it.

I woke up wishing I hadn't made all the mistakes I've made in my life but knowing what is done is done.

I woke up being thankful for one more day.