Nine years ago, I wrote a blog post about expectations. I was working full time, visiting our young grandchildren in Maryland as often as possible, taking care of a house, and more.  I wrote then...

“So much of life is about expectations. Expect too much?  A sure road to disappointment.   Expect too little?  Achieve too little.  The trick is getting it right”.

Have my expectations come true?  Well, my exercise and healthy eating paid off because I am still here.  Peter had already been diagnosed with Parkinson’s Disease and it continues to take a toll, but I expected that. I expected to hate retirement, but I’ve gotten used to it.  My work was a huge part of my life, but I am busy enough, and even with Peter’s recent stroke (which I did not expect)…

Life is good.