My character is disintegrating. I can't remember when I have been so lazy. Actually, it terrifies me. I keep thinking I should be doing something. I haven't even made a list!

I have also been far too introspective. Not possible, you think? Think again. I see how happy my daughter and her husband are together after - 33 years, I think it is, and I am so happy for them, and I wonder how it might have been for Bill and me, who had only 20 years together. I won't dwell on that. I know I am very blessed and I do not complain.

The world seems intent on destroying itself (us). We seem to making every effort to kill as many people as possible to counteract the strides we have made in successful, prolific reproduction, improving health and increasing longevity. I keep on believing in our irrelevant successes (we've had that discussion), even as arms manufacturers keep on with their financially rewarding road to ruin.

And I sit here in my small corner trying to shine my little light. Can you see me?

I'm still here.