As I write it is Friday, December 3, 2021. It’s the 337th day of 2021. There are 28 days remaining in the year. The temperature was a cool 61 degrees with fog and drizzle when I left the house for my drive to morning coffee and writing at Starbucks.
The selfie is from today. This morning I’m drinking coffee and editing at the Arapaho just west of Hillcrest in Dallas, Texas.
Seeing Friends at Morning Coffee
I enjoyed visiting with a couple of gentlemen who are regulars at Starbucks. One is 79 years old. The other is 83 years old. Both remind me of my father and his going to morning coffee to enjoy the company of friends. It’s amazing how much I learned from him to prepare me for my senior adult years and yes, at 68 years old, I am a senior adult. There’s no denial here.
Deaths of Notable People
I’ve been paying attention to the deaths of notable people in the news. Some have been actors, some sports figures, and some just famous people.
Most have been from three years younger to twelve years older than my current age at their passing. Yikes. I am one who believes the Lord God has my days numbered from before I was born.
Life as a Football Game
Yet, I know the sands in the hourglass are running out. Let’s view life as a football game. I’m in the fourth quarter approaching the two-minute warning. I don’t want to waste the days I have remaining. It could be today is the last or I may have another quarter century.
I just want to make good use of the time I have left. My children/grandchild, my writing, my philanthropy, and my friends are my legacy. I hope I invest well in all of them.