A Time For Some Reflection

This past week my wife and I spent a few days visiting her mother who lives in a Continuing Care community near New Haven, Connecticut. The quintessential social activity at this community is dinner. All of the residents have their “table" -- the place in the formal dining room where you eat with a set group of friends. My wife’s mother’s table includes 6 women who range in age from the late 70s to 102. They have their issues--health and otherwise--but their commonality is in a zest for living. Meanwhile, I sit at the table trying to project if I will still be alive at their age, what health issues might arise, and where my wife and I might reside. The simple conclusion--I can't see  past the day-to-day routine of my current life even though I will be turning age 64 in one month and collecting a social security check in a few years.