A life well lived.

     Our sister-in-law's Mother died yesterday.  She was 91.  I had met her several times over the years and she always struck me as as being a wonderful lady, well-grounded in what has value in this life.  She had an air of quiet dignity.  She had had more than a few trials over the years, and had come through them with this equanimity....this aura of being able to handle whatever life threw her way.  I think that she was probably quite religious...maybe that contributed to her peaceful demeanor.
     Please pause a moment and send out your good thoughts to the universe for Elsie for a life well-lived, and for her close-knit family of children, grandchildren, and great-grandchildren. 

                      The meaning of life is that it ends.
                                                      Franz Kafka

     I hope I am leading a well-lived life.  I hope to live into my 90s or 100s, at least, and have few regrets.  I hope to be eqipped to handle whatever life throws my way and to handle it with aplomb and dignity....to enjoy this cosmic dance.  I will try to not become a crabby old lady with 50 rescued cats and dogs.  Well, maybe we'll have just three or four.