New lesson: as the year progresses my purpose will be to point out (to myself) the joy of being alive. Today my joy is health–although there are aches and pains, I can walk, move, see, hear and talk. I play the piano. The retreat that heals me is my art and music. I am an introvert. Joy…some days it takes real focus to again identify it. My husband of 49 years. He is an extrovert. He is my joy. We disagree regularly, challenge one another. No one can kick me into joy like he can. Wit, optimism, intelligence. Jim, in two days you will have your 69th birthday–welcome to sliding in to 70! Here we go…….