Supposedly the best day of the week.
Well, ok, for those who still work, Monday through Friday.
I love Fridays, along with Sundays, Mondays, etc. etc. etc.
Because… just because.
I wake up in the morning, to see if I am still alive and breathing.
It is time to celebrate.
Don’t ask what the celebration is…. It is simply my life.
50 plus years, working and what do I have to show for it?
A great attitude.
A handful of friends.
A love/hate relationship with a cat.
A penchant for adventure, along with a sense of humor.
A lifetime of memories.
And most of all?
Living in the moment.
For every day that I am still here, on this planet, I hope we will meet again, to share another day of our short time on this earth.
That, my friends, is all there is.