Getting Older

Each of these seashells is different. On Earth, no two are exactly the same. Nor are two people exactly the same. Like seashells we are all unique in color, shape, wrinkles, chips, cracks and beauty.

This morning, I woke up and my Achilles tendon didn't hurt (after a year!), my pulled shoulder muscle is 99% better, I've passed what I hope is my last kidney stone, and I have a healthy appetite. My house is cozy, my refrigerator is full, I have reliable transportation. My blessings are too many to count. My older me is thankful to the younger me.