Morning Thoughts

I have been neglecting my blog because I have torn my two room casita apart these past few days. A friend gave me a built in wall of bookshelves and a desk. They arrive this evening. In order to have room for them, I had to take down all those wooden boxes I have been using for shelving. And in this process, I have had to get rid of stuff. It has been like a major moving project for me. I had no idea I had collected so much STUFF...  Or that I had read so many books, or watched so many DVD movies on my computer. Hundreds of books and movies and I can only remember a fraction of them.

When I started this blog, several years ago, I had the intention of traveling around Mexico and writing about different places. Instead, I have mostly walked the same ten blocks and taken photos of everything there and read books in my beautiful garden and watched movies in my bed at night. No traveling around. But I have had several operations. First was my torn and twisted meniscus. Then came the fractured wrist. (No operation for that but I was very uncomfortable for several weeks.) Then the broken ankle and in January I had my Thyroid removed. That has been my excitement. Not traveling to interesting places in Mexico, but seeing the inside of hospitals and doctors' offices. Fun. I guess that is what happens when we age. Our adventures become focused on the inside and not the outside.

Maybe on reading my last blog post, some of you might have had the fantasy that I had run off with the man I was meeting? No such luck. I saw him at the luncheon and the horse show the same day and one more time along with a group of women friends.   Remind me not to bring five women along on my next meeting with a single man.  That turned out to be a very bad idea.

I still have several days more of working on my casita. I may not be writing much until this is all done. I received two e mails from blog readers who were worried about me. I feel blessed that people worry about me. I have written about this before but when I started this blog, I asked my son if I was going to make money doing it. He said, "No but you will make a lot of friends. "

I answered, "I have three friends. I don't need anymore."

I had no idea of how my life would expand through this blog. Even at that last ill fated luncheon, I looked around the table and all five of the women friends sitting with me plus that one man were contacts from my blog. It has become such a blessing to me. There are people who write to me for years and we have never met. And then sometimes one will show up here. I can't tell you how much I appreciate people writing to me when I am sick. And praying for me before operations and worrying about me when I don't post for a few days. Thank you all. I feel so blessed.  This is my wealth.

One more thing. When I was with my friends at the luncheon, one woman said, "I moved to Mexico to die." and another one said to her. "NO, you came here to LIVE."