I never thought I’d be here.
Well, that’s not entirely true — I knew “older” would happen eventually. I’ve just always imagined it as a slow, gentle stroll. But lately, it seems that stroll has turned into a sprint… and someone’s trying to shove me aboard the bullet train!

Case in point: I glanced at my calendar this morning — two appointments scheduled. Normally, those are with clients. Today? Both were doctor’s appointments. Sigh. While I am truly thankful for good healthcare, is it strange that I hate having to use it?

So there I was, sitting in the waiting room with my sweet husband. I casually mentioned I didn’t have my reading glasses with me. He asked, “Didn’t bring them at all, or just left them in the car?” I replied, “Didn’t bring them at all — but I have plenty in the car.” He laughed out loud.

And that’s when it hit me… When did I reach the point that I have extra reading glasses — in multiple strengths, no less — stashed everywhere? Purse. Car. Kitchen drawer. Desk. Nightstand. I might even check the toolbox just to be sure.

Growing older comes with its quirks. Some days, it makes me chuckle. Some days, it makes me shake my head. But every day, it reminds me how precious life—and laughter—really are.

So, here’s to embracing every season, every stage, and every pair of glasses that help us see the beauty along the way.

Until next time,
Karen