She putters around, trimming rosebushes and lawns, and then proceeds to pick up all the litter for a half a block in each direction. Maybe, but you'd never know it. One day last year, I saw her out there with a walker, still working on her yard. Fortunately, her obstinate streak seemed to prevail, and now, she works again without the walker. Certainly, she is, and so are the people who see her out there, never giving up, always growing, always contributing to her community and to her own behalf.
Life is, after all, for living.
The way we live our lives makes all the difference in the world. The calendar makes no difference at all. Thanks for dropping in. Look around, tell your friends. Come back often.