Christmas is the time to send - receive cards and presents.
Some don't like round robins (letters summarizing the past year). I look forward to finding out about friends and their comings and goings. Similarly, I hope they like my letter too. Also, I think it does good to put the year into perspective. Writing round robin letters can also be cathartic helping me to file away experiences. I can stand back from myself and take stock.
One of the signs of aging is the increasing number of folk I've lost touch with. Some are inevitable and unavoidable...the folk who are no longer of this world, those who have passed on. It makes me want to cling onto the folk that are still here.
Having OH diagnosed with irregular heartbeat is worrying because I feel so helpless.
On a lighter note...I'm feeling rebellious...why? because I'm not ready to file myself away into 'middle age' let alone 'old age'.
It's bad enough realizing I now fall into the cosmetics category of having mature skin. I find it puzzling at the checkout to be treated as an older person. Then I realize I'm having difficulty with things like socks and shoes which seem to have developed a life of their own.