Twilight or Sunset?

Shhhhh! Don’t tell my body it’s nearly seventy two years old. I can’t decide whether I’m in the twilight or sunset years of my life. Maybe neither. However, no matter how young or old you are, life gives two choices…you either get older or someone’s throwing dirt on you. I, for one, prefer the first option. It’s anybody’s guess how you’re supposed to look, feel and be able to do things at my age. I’m proud to say that I am ambulatory without the help of cane or walker. The word “ambulatory” is just a little too close to “ambulance”, I think, and if you need one of those, things probably are going as well as you wish. Everyone gives up this life at some point and old age dying of “natural causes” is promised to no one. As fate has shown humans leave this world sometimes not long after they enter and many before they should. The only control I have is limited to things I do to protect my health and precautions I observe as I move about in my daily life. The rest is out of my control. So, I choose to live in the moment, one day at a time because the future is promised to no one. Am I in the twilight or sunset years of my life? Does it really matter what it’s called? Not really. What I do know for sure is that I’m here, healthy, happy and loved. And thankful.