Our birthday group of 12 gals celebrate one another's birthdays. Our baby, Nancy, turned 50 in December. The oldest ones begin turning the page to 60 in the next couple of years. We like being together. We don't like the thoughts of aging, getting sick, and ultimately dying. Donna passed away of cancer a couple of years ago.

Somebody is going to be next. I hope it isn't me. I have things to do, people to meet, places to go yet.

I don't want to die, as one in the middle. I don't want to watch more of my friends pass away, but I still may have these things I want to get done.

And I don't want to be the last one, or the next to last one to die, either. I don't want to be one of these people that live beyond the normal number of years. I don't want to be warehoused in some institution for years on end! I don't want the memory of all of my other 11 friends and I am the one remaining........to celebrate some high, high number of years alone.

Thanks be to God, who takes care of all of those kinds of timings. I don't have to decide which numbers are best for

me or for them. He is in charge! He takes care of our living one day at a time........He takes care of those of us who die and He takes care of those of us who are left over!

Sounds like a plan to me! My job is to go with the flow and enjoy the trip and the scenery, no matter which turns the roads might take........praise be to God for making the plans, which include forever!