Pressing On

 Goodbyes are never easy. I saw this quote the other day: "How lucky I am to have something that makes saying goodbye so hard" -A.A. Milne, Winnie the Pooh I have been thinking of that this past week as I am saying my goodbyes to this place and the friends I have made along the way. It's an odd feeling knowing this will most likely be the last of something that has become a daily or weekly routine. The neighborhood walks with my dog, runs through the park, standing coffee time with a girlfriend, weekly bible study group and my precious morning, quiet time on the screened in porch. Those are just a few of things that I am thankful to have had that makes saying goodbye so hard.  I told my husband that before we leave I want to bottle up some of the soil, bark and pine needles from the park. I want to bring a little Boston with me when we leave. I absolutely love that smell. He bought me some mason jars on my birthday and we set out to do just that. I'm taking this with

I've hit that age where more screening is required each time I visit the doctor. I have a tendency to toot my own horn when it comes to my health. For the most part, I think I eat pretty healthy and I exercise regularly. I had every required screening done this past year and the results came back "all good". In fact, on a couple of them I don't even need the next screening for a few years. Praise God! I am very aware how fortunate I am. And no matter how "pretty healthy" I think I eat, I also put a lot of garbage in my body and take supplements that I think I need but probably don't. And you know what they say? " Garbage in, garbage out". So, I know not to take it lightly that I'm in good health. As we are preparing to move, we will also be changing health care providers as well as insurance companies. Argh! One of my least favorite things. Especially since I have found great doctors here that I really like and trust. Jim encouraged me last