It’s fairly easy to talk about goals at the beginning of a new year. I am seeing this year as a rude awakening that I don’t have half my life left! At 50 I could afford to be naive about aging. At 60 there was a twinge of “oh crap, this train isn’t slowing down”!  AND 70…..I will make this a beginning.

Here’s what I am noticing about my body and thought processes. The last two years have been difficult. There hasn’t been a lot of time to concentrate on taking care of myself. No exercise, bad eating habits, sleepless nights. My body has changed–things hurt that I didn’t know existed. When I look in the mirror it’s as if I have aged ten years. This is the end of neglect……time to make different choices. Will I ever have a flat tummy again……….maybe not. But my intent is to take better care of myself.