Blue Sky, sunshine, what a day to take a walk in the park....

Some days I wonder just how well-recognized my grandsons and I are around our part of Portland. As I maneuvered my big double-stroller in thru the doors of the library -- with the much-appreciated help of a Good Samaritan (usually I'm stuck doing it all by myself) -- a not-so-familiar librarian spoke up and said, "It looks like someone's out for a power walk today!" I smiled as I passed by her and replied, "Every day!" Her eyebrows shot up -- she was probably a few years older than me -- and said, "Every day?!" And another librarian who's worked there forever said, "Yes, every day. They're in here all the time."

I got to thinking about our walks. I got to thinking how so many women my age aren't healthy enough or physically capable of doing what I do on an almost-daily basis -- we do take time off when the weather is crummy -- and I took a moment to thank the Lord for strong bones and for restoring my health after last year's debacle. For the opportunity to give this gift to my grandsons, because it is a gift...getting out into the fresh air and sunshine every day, learning about the world around them. So what if by the end of the day my joints are a little achy? I hit the pillow at the end of the day and it's a rare thing for me to suffer from insomnia...I'm out like a light.

I always half-joke and say I dunno if caring for them will kill me off early or keep me young forever. I think I'll vote for keeping me young.