I will be at the shelter house at La Posa South in Quartzite this Saturday, January 25, to meet with anyone who cares to show up. I believe there will be at least 3 of us. I have no agenda other than being there at 1pm.
The loss of George Yates last week to cancer has been another jolt to the blogging community. I feel it as another punch to the gut to get me to look at how I'm living my life and retirement. I live year round here where so many folks drive long distances to see the wonders and enjoy the beauty of the area. I go from wanting to get out and see and do to looking at what I need to take care of in my life. I do have some preparations made. I have a will, I have a burial plot next to where my Dad, and eventually my Mom will be interred. I haven't made the arrangements yet with the funeral home which I need to do as my plot is in MO. I have a lot of stuff to get rid of. I have a vision of a stranger backing a dumpster up to my storage unit and tossing it all in. I need to handle it and get the usable things back into circulation.
I am walking every day, although I haven't been to the gym for awhile. I'm still working on eating healthy. I have a doctor's appointment next week to start checking some issues that are bothering me.
And I have some survivor's guilt. I'm a cancer survivor. I had cancer lite. A quick surgery, 3 weeks of radiation, and I'm good as new. Since then I've lost several friends and my Uncle to this disease. I'm ready for the sickness and death of people I care about to stop. We have too much living to get on with.