It's Saturday evening and I am wondering if I really have anything worth saying. After 60 years of living surely I do. My life has been interesting to say the least. All I need to do is get up in the morning for things to happen - some very good and some very bad. I guess everyone feels that way but I know that my life really has been different from most of the people I know.

I can only describe myself one way - I am a survivor. The fact that I am still here is proof of that.

When we are young we have our lives all mapped out in our head. We just know how it will go and what will happen. Then life kicks us and we find out that we don't have quite as much control as we think we have. However, it is the ups and especially the downs that mold and shape us into the people we become. That person is a work in progress that is never finished. I know that I am still changing every day. That is both scary and exciting.

I now know that I am so much the same person I was at 30 - old is just the outside. Mentally I still feel the same as when I was 30. What has changed are priorities, discovering what is really important in life - that really changes as we get older and wiser.