“Why
do people talk of the horrors of old age?
It’s great. I feel like a fine
old car with the parts gradually wearing out, but I’m not complaining.”
– Martha Gellhorn
So, today I’m having another
birthday, my 72nd, and still doing pretty good, and like Martha
Gellhorn and my dad always used to say when asked that inevitable question,
“How ya doing?” would simply respond “Can’t complain.”
And, one thing I look forward to
doing each day is some writing. I’m
grateful that I was granted the ability and opportunity to put my thoughts,
observations and actions down on paper or into a computer so that another
person somewhere might have the chance to read those words and have a reaction
to them. It’s a pretty cool exchange and
one of those things that make having “writers’ moments” worthwhile. 
I agree wholeheartedly, too, with a
statement by Amy Tan who, when asked why she writes, said: “I write because I know that one day I will
die, and thus I should experience as many deliberate observations, careful
thoughts, wild ideas, and deep emotions as I can before that day occurs.”
Me too. So far, so good, and
“can’t complain.”
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