February 3, 2010
Erica Orloff's blog triggered a thought for me. In response to one of her posts, I wrote:
"I have written all my life, always something, not always books. The little man in my book told Roy, 'Nothing lasts forever.'
"When the time comes that I can no longer write something each day, I will be very sad."
That time will come. I already find myself doing things I would have never done before. Occasionally using the wrong "their/there/they're," for example. I would have never done that when I was younger, and I would not have understood that some might do it just as an honest mistake, not because they don't know the difference (to use a double negative).
It is not that I expect to find myself mentally disabled or anything like that. It is just that all blessings on this earth end.
What a blessing for me, in my retirement, to be able to spend my time reading mystery novels and writing them. However long I have, I will be thankful for it.
Truly, nothing lasts forever. Whatever it is you love and enjoy, if you can do it, do it.