making your way in the world today takes everything you've got

well, you know how it goes. you commit yourself to something and you let yourself down, over and over again, and then you die. speaking of which...

21 months ago, we took in an elderly relative. she was NOT in good shape - cracked neck in a brace, oxygen machine on 24x7, feeble, etc. we frankly did not give her more than six months. however, she recovered from those ailments along with many minor illnesses, kicked the O2 habit, got stronger, ate well, slept well, had some overnight adventures to the homes of other relatives, and generally hung in there for 20 months. still, she spent a lot of time just sitting and watching the telly. she'd complain at night that she was sore, and i'd say - what, from your all day long of doing nothing? and she'd laugh, and agree, and then nearly every single night, she would commit to doing better. "i'll walk more, tomorrow." "i will drink more water, tomorrow." "i will go to bed earlier, tomorrow." "i will eat more fruit, tomorrow." 

she eventually ran out of tomorrows, as we all have done, are doing, and will do.

so here i am back again. recommitting to writing a little something every day. 

day 1: mission accomplished. 

cheers.