61

In the last 14 months, I've broken both wrists and lost my mother. At this point, I'm just happy to be alive and well. I consider it a privilege to have reached the age of 61 today, even though that's a relatively ancient age for a blogger. :)

I must confess, though, that not since I turned 21 and was old enough to vote and drink did I ever think the day would come when I'd actually look forward to getting older. But, with a dental bill of over $2,000 due this week, and bills for my two wrist surgeries and for my post-surgery home attendant still yet to be received, I'm actually looking forward to turning 65 and having Medicare pay most of my medical bills.