Five years and two days ago I was told that I was being laid off from the Big Bank where I worked. After twenty seven years of service they caught up with me and determined that I was no longer needed.
Five years and one day ago I started this blog because I knew I would need to write even if it wasn't financial analyses of the performance of certain groups within the Big Bank.
Five years less nine days Alex came into my life.
Right now I am a little over-whelmed by all the things that have happened in the past five years.
In so many ways I am not the same person today that I was then. I became an orphan, took up knitting again, spearheaded a charitable sewing group, lost my gall bladder, developed RA, made some true friends and lost some not-so-true friends, decided to tough it out and not look for a new paying job and, in a couple of months, I will turn sixty and officially be eligible for many senior citizen discounts.
In so many other ways I am still the same person. I still do not suffer fools gladly, cannot sing or dance without causing pain to myself or others, or keep a 'company ready' house. I still insist that I should do my own lawn mowing, though my neighbor insists on doing the front lawn. My teeth are still crooked and my allergies just keep getting worse.
And every morning I wake up and I am glad that I did.
Not a stellar record but that's my story and I am sticking to it.