32,850 days

It is hard to imagine living 32,850 days, as I have only lived 12,600 days.  To think, I could have another two-thirds of my life. At times, I feel like I have accomplished so much, yet there is so much life left to live ... what do I want to accomplish? where do I want to visit? how do I want to be remembered?

You might be asking where did all the philosophical questions come from? On Monday, I had the opportunity to have dinner and dessert with Priscella, my great-aunt, on her 90th birthday! 90 YEARS!  My aunt, one of the grand Yia-Yias, which includes my Nana and my great aunt Faye, is a special lady. She remains independent, lives on her own, drives her car and volunteers once a week (going on 22+ years) at her church's food pantry.  She remains sharp-as-a-tack and is quiet the go-getter.  She is truly part of the greatest generation.  Happy 90th Birthday, Aunt Pris!

The Birthday Lady