At regular intervals I sit back, comfortably, and try to look at my life objectively; where I am going, what I expect and where I am at.
I have often wondered if this habit is just my own or whether it is a "baby boomer" trait. Or simply middle age?
Whatever the case may be I did this last night. I realize that many illusions have disappeared but they have been replaced by new, more tempered ones.
I keep reminding myself that it is not what you do, it is how you do it and with whom.
And the main lesson I gave myself yesterday is a gentle reminder to live a day at a time. To live fully, as tomorrow will take care of itself when tomorrow becomes today.