I want to sleep in. Let the day unfold. Stay in my pajamas all day, maybe all week. Eat breakfast in bed. And write, write, write.
Take long walks together. Holding hands and our walking sticks.
Read, read, read. Read to learn, always to learn and be inspired to write my own story.
Find a hobby we can do together.
Take longer trips to the coast. for daily walks on the beach, breathe in the fresh sea air and be lulled by the continual rhythm of the waves.
Start our mornings out on the deck in our Adirondack rockers waiting for the sunrise to light up a new day.
Throw a blanket on the sand, lakeside, for a delicious picnic and be entertained by the gala of sailboats and kayakers.
Write my memoir, learn to knit socks, join a yoga class, and a writer’s workshop.
Spend more time with family and friends, maybe even meet some new people.
Hang around cafes and bookshops, visit the local library, maybe volunteer.
View more sunrises and sunsets from different places.
Plant an herb garden and grow miniature tomatoes.
Celebrate birthdays on birthdays.
Celebrate life in small and big ways having fun and making memories.
Eat more chocolate. The dark healthy variety.
Build a wardrobe of black and white polka dots or stripes with its’ own bling, bling, bling.
Rescue a dog.
Watch the San Francisco Giants games in the ballpark, take a mitt just in case a ball is hit my way.
Launch a blog, learn to find my way around a blogosphere, meet other bloggers and become part of the blogging community.
Draw, take a watercolor class at the local junior college or on the Internet
Take more naps, wake up slowly.
Do crossword and jigsaw puzzles to keep my brain sharp. never stop learning.
Count my blessings, grateful for each day
To do more, or less, smiling often.
Dream big and share laughter.
As we grow older together.
My wannabe cowboy and mountain man
Just the two of us, living large, in small doses, in the mountains.