Did you have a nice Valentine’s Day? I did, my husband likes to get all his girls a card and treat on Valentine’s Day. Our 3 daughters love it and expect it and so do I, lol. This year my husband and I went out on a date, it was fun. Dinner, live band a few drinks, very nice indeed. BUT (there is always a but) way too many calories, I have to admit. The place we went had buffet style food that was really good and a chocolate fountain to dip fruit in. Of course I can not just dip part of my fruit in I have to drown it in the chocolate…sigh. I wish I had that resistance in me. But it was soooo good I tell ya! About 9:30 pm we were like, Ok, now what… so we went to a coffee shop that my husband will be playing at in a few weeks had a very good cup of coffee, read the paper, chit chatted then about 10:30 pm I guess we are getting old because we were ready to go home.

When I was in my 20’s I could party all night, close down the bar so to speak, get up go work a double and do it all over again. But now it’s like I have been there, done that in that phase in life and really don’t care to relive it. It seemed fun back then but now I have to get up tomorrow and I don’t like the after party feeling the next day any more… if you know what I mean.

At the coffee shop my husband made a comment that has stuck in my head. We were talking about what’s to come in the next 25 years, our kids grown, college, marriages, grand kids…I will be 66 and my husband will be 76. Its not a question of where will we be in life in the next 25 years; it’s a question of will we be alive in 25 years…whoa that is scary. I am not afraid of what will happen after I die, I know where I am going. My biggest fear is the actual process of dieing. I do not want to go through it. I do not want to take my last breath. I do not want to submit to having the beat of my heart stop. I fear having to experiencing that moment between taking my last breath and waiting to come back to life in eternity. What will it be like, will it be silent and dark, or will I be aware of the surroundings. I guess that is something in life and death that is only to be know when it happens. I hope it won’t happen anytime soon.

In biblical times people lived way beyond the common years of our time. People lived beyond 100 years to 900 years maybe more. That makes me believe that it is still possible to live that long. We have to take a look at how people back then lived and try to live that way. Things that come to mind are. They walked every where, they ate the foods of the season, they went to bed when the sun went down and got up when the sun rose again, they meditated, they stuck together, they worked together, they loved each other… so maybe if I, and you, implemented the things people of that time we could extend our lives beyond what anyone would have believed.

Have a great week friends, until next time…

Camille