About Ruths

We've Had Our Time

When cyclists whoosh past us on our walks, Peter and I miss our twenty-five years of bicycling vacations. When we shiver in the late fall cold, we envy the young people outdoors in T-shirts.  When we clumsily tap text messages while kids’ thumbs fly, we feel ancient. 

Then we remind ourselves that we’ve had our time. 

The other day, we were discussing our health challenges (which thankfully are manageable) and whether or not we should make an appointment to meet our new primary care doctor so that she will know us as fit, active, non-complaining patients before we need her.

Even though we’ve had our time, we’d like her to help us have a little more.



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