This prompt is the same as last year on September 12th
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Recognizing Self-Centered Traits
All they do is talk, and it is always how great they are, boasting about their accomplishments and skill sets as if the world revolves around their achievements. They fill every conversation with self-praise, leaving little room for others to share their experiences or thoughts, creating an atmosphere that can feel somewhat stifling and self-centered.
They don’t want a conversation; all they want is a platform for their greatness, a stage upon which they can showcase their talents and assert their dominance. In a world where validation often comes through applause and admiration, they seek to amplify their voices without the distraction of dialogue. This singular focus on self-promotion and recognition blinds them to the rich tapestry of ideas and perspectives that could emerge through genuine interaction and engagement.
A Week of Energy
To have a week without health issues, where each day is full of energy, is a goal many want to reach. This time should be about feeling refreshed and mentally clear, helping people engage in their daily tasks. Eating well, exercising regularly, and getting enough sleep can greatly improve this healthy experience and boost overall well-being. During this week, individuals can focus on self-care, mindfulness, and relaxation, which are important for maintaining a healthy lifestyle and avoiding stress-related problems.
When you reach my age, health concerns become a big part of daily life, as every new ache or pain can feel serious. It’s not just about physical health; worrying about potential issues can really weigh on the mind. Each year, the need for a healthy lifestyle—regular check-ups, a good diet, and exercise—becomes more important. Conversations with friends often center on medical advice and preventive care, highlighting the need to stay informed about health. Although aging brings many challenges, it also helps us appreciate the joyful moments in life.
Unforgettable Italian Adventure: 16 Days of Culture
In 2007, my wife, Dee, and I embarked on a thrilling adventure, taking a sixteen-day journey to the beautiful country of Italy. We left Denver early in the morning, filled with excitement and anticipation, and after what felt like an eternity, we arrived in Milan, Italy, the following day. The long hours of flying and the time zone change, which cost us seven hours as we traveled east, made the experience all the more disorienting. I struggled to catch some sleep on the plane, as the hum of the engines and the flickering lights of the cabin kept me restless. By the time we touched down on Italian soil, we were utterly exhausted, the weariness settling into our bones. Despite our fatigue, the thrill of being in a new country coursed through us, setting the stage for an unforgettable adventure.
In the sixteen days we visited the typical tourist sites, immersing ourselves in the rich history and stunning architecture. However, in addition to the popular tourist traps, the tour company was small enough to tailor the trip to fit requests from the attendants, providing a personalized experience that is often missing in larger groups. If someone wanted to visit their home root city or town, he could easily adjust the trip to accommodate these requests, ensuring that each traveler had the opportunity to connect with their Italian heritage or explore unique locations that held personal significance. This flexibility gave us the chance to visit some off-the-beaten-path destinations, which not only allowed us to see lesser-known but equally captivating sights, but also provided us with a comprehensive perspective on typical life in Italy. Interacting with locals, enjoying authentic cuisine, and experiencing age-old traditions were truly the highlights of our journey, making this the best part of the trip. In contrast, during our visit in 1999, we had previously seen all the typical tourist sites, where we marveled at the iconic landmarks, but the experience felt more generic and less connected to the vibrant culture of the country.
Since I am a writer, I had to take the opportunity to write about this trip. It can be found here. SIXTEEN DAYS IN ITALY
Daily writing prompt
Share a story about the furthest you’ve ever traveled from home.
My Ideal Home: Nine Years of Bliss
This is what my ideal home looks like. We have moved here over nine years ago, and I have been so blessed to live in the home I have always dreamed of.
To Research for Yesterday’s Prompt
I looked up when TV started in Denver to understand its historical context. This research included the technology that made television possible and its influence on local culture. When I was a youngster tv wasn’t a common item where I lived. It was to help me with yesterday’s writing prompt, “What TV shows did you watch as a kid?”, sparking memories of my childhood and the shows that affected my early viewing, bringing back nostalgic feelings from the laughter and lessons learned from those favorite characters.
Daily writing prompt
What was the last thing you searched for online? Why were you looking for it?
Memories of Watching TV in Denver
Denver did not get their first TV station until 1952. Therefore, I was over ten years old before television was even available in our home. I would guess that I was close to a teenager before we got our first television, which was a Zenith, a brand that seemed to hold a certain prestige at the time. Does anyone remember Zenith TVs? The only show I can vividly remember watching during those early years was Sheriff Scotty, a local kids’ show that brought joy to many children in the area. I distinctly recall that in the real world, he was the mayor of Englewood, a suburb of Denver, which made it all the more intriguing for us young viewers. My parents faithfully watched the Ed Sullivan Show; it’s a memory that still lingers, with images of bright performances and famous guests. Technology has really advanced since those days, transforming the way we consume entertainment. Today, we have access to a plethora of channels and streaming services, a far cry from the single station that graced our living room all those years ago.
Excitement of Becoming a Great Granddad
Recently my granddaughter informed us that she is expecting a baby, and it filled our hearts with immense joy and excitement. The due date is January 24th, and as the days draw closer, we find ourselves anticipating this new arrival with eager hearts. Just think, I may become a great granddad before my time is up on this earth, and the idea of holding this little one in my arms brings a smile to my face. It’s a beautiful cycle of life, and I look forward to sharing stories and wisdom with the newest member of our family, hoping to leave a lasting legacy of love and support for generations to come.
How My Parents Chose My Name During WWII
The story I got from my parents is that they did not know what to name me. They did not want to name me after any relative or friend. My older brother was named after my father, and they said that they found out after a period of time the same name in the family can be confusing.
I was born after the beginning of World War Two, a time when the world was engulfed in turmoil and uncertainty, and my parents told me they could not think of a good name for their child amidst the chaos. In their search for inspiration, they decided to explore the list of men being drafted into the military, hoping to find a name that resonated with them. Apparently, during that period, the draftees’ names were printed in local newspapers as a matter of public record, creating a tangible connection between the community and those who were being called to serve. As they scanned the page, they came across the name of Thomas Lee, a name that struck a chord with them both; they liked it instantly, and without hesitation, they settled on it. Thus, here I am today, carrying a name with a history I know little about. I do not have a clue what his last name was or anything else about Thomas Lee, though the mystery surrounding him only adds to my curiosity. All I know is that he hailed from the Denver metro area, a place rich with stories and legacies, linking me, in some way, to a past that remains just out of reach.
Rekindling Motivation as We Age
Motivation is like a Wi-Fi signal—just when you think you’re connected, it drops. Keep searching for the signal, because even one bar is enough to get you through!
As I age, finding motivation to start and do things is becoming farther and further to locate; it feels as if each passing year adds layers of hesitance, making it more challenging to muster the enthusiasm I once had. The once simple tasks now seem daunting, and the energy I need often feels like a distant memory. I find myself reflecting on my past, where the spark of inspiration was so readily available, igniting a rush to engage in various activities. Now, contemplation often takes precedence over action, leading to a cycle of procrastination and missed opportunities. This gradual shift has made me realize how vital it is to rekindle that internal drive and to seek out the small joys that once motivated me, as I navigate through this phase of life.
Let me tell you, the road of aging is like trying to drive through a city after a snowstorm—full of obstacles and potholes, and just when you think you’ve navigated them all, there’s another hidden speed bump ready to send you bouncing!
Have a nice day!
Finding Relief Through Writing
I like to vent my thoughts and feelings, as it helps me process my experiences and emotions more clearly. Sharing what’s on my mind not only provides a sense of relief but also allows me to gain new perspectives on various issues I encounter.
Through this practice, I can better understand my internal struggles and connect with others who may share similar feelings. By reflecting on my thoughts and emotions, I create a space for healing and growth, allowing me to explore my experiences. Such connections remind me that I’m not alone and encourage me to embrace vulnerability as a strength, fostering deeper relationships and support among those who understand life’s complexities.
Exploring Life After Death
I believe there is life after we die, influenced by spiritual and philosophical beliefs. Religions like Christianity and Hinduism teach about an afterlife, whether it’s heaven or reincarnation, where our awareness continues. The idea of infinite time implies that our lives are just a part of a larger story. Many near-death experiences report feelings of eternal time or connections to a greater existence, which supports this belief. While some argue that consciousness ends with death, the desire for meaning and hope remains. I believe our essence carries on, intertwined with an eternal timeline beyond our physical existence.
Embracing Simplicity in Later Life
I am over eighty and I do not have many goals now. For over fifty years I was swamped with goals, each one driving me towards various accomplishments and a fulfilled life, and they have been relatively successful. I have been retired almost twenty years, which has given me the opportunity to reflect on my past ambitions and the relentless pursuit of my dreams. I made it a point to not create many goals during this time, allowing myself the freedom to enjoy the present moment and engage in activities that bring me joy rather than stress. Embracing a simpler lifestyle has allowed me to cherish my family, friendships, and the quiet moments of life, which I now consider just as important, if not more so, than the achievements that once defined me.
My main goal at this age is to keep writing and blogging for as long as I can, enjoying every moment I get to share my thoughts and ideas. I want to explore topics that excite me and build a stronger connection with my audience while offering useful insights and experiences. Each post is not only a creative outlet but also a reflection of my journey, showcasing the lessons I’ve learned over the years. Writing is a key part of my identity, and I am dedicated to nurturing this passion, despite the challenges that come with age and health.
Sometime the best plans may not work.
Raina had always approached life with meticulous diligence, evident in her comprehensive personal emergency preparedness plan. Residing alone in a rustic cabin on the precarious edge of Roaring Fork Valley, a region perpetually threatened by wildfires, she had developed a thorough strategy for crisis management: a meticulously packed go-bag containing vital supplies, a clearly delineated evacuation route, and a battery-operated radio for timely alerts. When the wildfire ignited in the hills in 2025, Raina believed she was adequately prepared. Unfortunately, she was mistaken.
It began with a sudden lightning strike at midnight, igniting the parched forest into a raging inferno. By 2 a.m., her radio emitted a crackling evacuation order as smoke infiltrated her home. Raina swiftly gathered her go-bag—prepared with water, sustenance, and a first-aid kit—and entered her aging sedan. Her strategy was straightforward: navigate the back road to the highway, then proceed to the community shelter located 10 miles away. She had practiced this plan numerous times.
The initial setback was immediate. The side road, a constricted dirt path chosen to evade the congestion of the main road, lay obstructed by a fallen pine, its branches ensnared from a recent storm. Raina’s strategy had not anticipated such impediments; she had presumed the route would remain unobstructed. Lacking the necessary tools to clear the tree, she retreated, her heart racing, as flames flickered ominously on the ridge.
Her backup route was the main road, but it had devolved into chaos. Vehicles clogged the two lanes, their horns blaring and engines stalled, as anxious residents abandoned their homes. Raina’s strategy hinged on a swift exit, but she had not foreseen this gridlock. The radio, now her sole connection to the outside world, began to falter—its new batteries depleted alarmingly fast under incessant use. The county’s alert system, reliant on a solitary cell tower, had failed, leaving her in the dark concerning the fire’s trajectory.
Raina’s next step was the shelter; however, upon her arrival, she was met with utter chaos. The community center, designed to accommodate 500 people, was overwhelmed with 800 individuals. She had anticipated finding food and water, yet all supplies had been depleted. The rations in her go-bag were sufficient for merely one day, not the three she would require. The shelter’s generator failed, casting the building into darkness. Raina, who depended on a portable oxygen concentrator due to her mild COPD, observed the battery level steadily deplete. She had not accounted for the possibility of power outages.
With no cell service and no means to summon assistance, Raina confronted a dire decision: endure the confines of an overcrowded shelter or venture onto smoke-obscured roads. Ultimately, she opted to remain, yet the encroaching fire soon became a stark reality. Her strategy had failed to consider the ferocity of a wind-driven inferno and the absence of timely state support, which was hampered by other concurrent blazes. By dawn, her cabin lay in ruins, and Raina narrowly escaped with her life.
Huddled in a Red Cross tent days later, Raina had an epiphany about her grand plan: relying on clear roads was like trusting a cat to stay off the counter, her supplies were as limited as a squirrel’s attention span, and backup systems? Well, they were about as useful as a screen door on a submarine. Sure, she had survived, but her confidence in her own preparedness had gone up in smoke—cue the dramatic music. It seemed like rebuilding would require a total reboot, maybe even a crash course on “How Not to Be a Disaster.”
Goes to show, the best plans may not always work.
The Decline of a Two-Party System: Power, Politics, and Unelected Influence
This is an opinion piece. For a long time I have felt this disgust from what I have seen from politicians, the news media and individual comments. Therefore, I felt it is time for me to vent and get it off my chest.
The United States has long prided itself on its two-party political system, a structure that has defined its democracy for over a century. The Democratic and Republican parties have historically served as the primary vehicles for political discourse, policy-making, and governance. However, the dynamics of this system have shifted dramatically in recent years, leading to a growing sentiment that the U.S. is no longer a true two-party country. Instead, the political landscape is increasingly characterized by one party acting with unchecked authority while the other postures without delivering meaningful opposition. Even more concerning is the rise of powerful unelected officials who appear to wield disproportionate control over the nation’s direction, undermining the democratic process.
The notion of a two-party system implies a balance of power, where competing ideologies engage in robust debate, compromise, and accountability to the electorate. Yet, this balance has eroded. One party—whether Democratic or Republican, depending on the context—often pushes its agenda with little regard for opposition or public sentiment. This is facilitated by a combination of political dominance in key institutions, media alignment, and strategic maneuvering that sidelines dissenting voices. Policies are enacted, executive actions are taken, and cultural shifts are engineered, often with minimal resistance. The opposing party, meanwhile, frequently engages in performative gestures—grand speeches, symbolic votes, or social media campaigns—that create the illusion of action without producing tangible results. This dynamic leaves voters frustrated, feeling that their concerns are ignored or that the system is rigged against them.
The root of this dysfunction lies not only with elected officials but also with the growing influence of unelected power structures. Bureaucrats, corporate leaders, tech moguls, and other non-elected figures have amassed significant control over policy and public life. Within the federal government, career officials in agencies like the Department of Justice, the FBI, or the CDC often shape policy outcomes through regulatory decisions, selective enforcement, or public health mandates that bypass the legislative process. These unelected actors operate with little accountability, insulated from the democratic mechanisms that govern elected representatives. For example, regulatory agencies can issue rules with the force of law, yet these decisions are often made by individuals who face no electoral consequences.
The corporate and tech sectors further exacerbate this trend. Tech giants, for instance, influence public discourse by controlling information flow, censoring content, or amplifying certain narratives, effectively shaping political outcomes without ever appearing on a ballot. Similarly, corporate lobbying ensures that economic policies often prioritize private interests over the public good. These unelected forces—whether in government, media, or industry—create a shadow governance structure that operates beyond the reach of voters, eroding the democratic foundation of the two-party system.
This imbalance has profound implications. When one party acts unilaterally and the other fails to mount effective opposition, the checks and balances inherent in a two-party system collapse. When unelected officials hold sway, the will of the people is sidelined. The result is a growing distrust in institutions, as citizens feel increasingly powerless to influence their government. Restoring a functional two-party system requires not only reinvigorating political competition but also addressing the unchecked power of unelected elites. Without such reforms, the U.S. risks drifting further from its democratic ideals, leaving its citizens with a government that serves the few rather than the many.
A Journey to Eternal Peace: Embracing Death
I am over eighty and I have never experienced peace, total peace until my near-death experience over 2 1/2 years ago. During that time, I thought I had truly died, entering into a realm that was completely unknown to me. It was a surreal moment, where I felt as though I was floating, detached from all earthly worries and burdens. I experienced peace, total peace—a profound feeling that enveloped me like a warm blanket, soothing every anxiety and fear I had ever known. It was a divine sense of tranquility that seemed utterly unreachable in my everyday life, an oasis I had long yearned for. Since that extraordinary episode, I’ve often found myself reflecting on that moment of blissful serenity, realizing I have not experienced it again since the medical personnel revived me, returning me to the chaos of existence and the challenges that come with aging.
I don’t believe I will find peace until my time on earth is done. Life has been full of challenges, causing moments of doubt and fear. However, I have let go of my worries about death; I accept that existence is what it is. I am prepared for the inevitable, knowing it’s a natural part of life. I trust that whatever comes next will continue my journey, helping me find comfort in the idea of peace, total peace beyond this life.
Military Bonds: Unbreakable Camaraderie
Military personnel make significant sacrifices, including risking their lives, to protect their country and its values. Their dedication leaves a lasting impact on society as they face physical dangers and emotional challenges. This commitment extends to their families, who also sacrifice by dealing with uncertainty during deployments. Their loyalty and selflessness remind us of the true costs of freedom and security, inspiring future generations to appreciate the ideals for which they fight. Such sacrifices deserve our respect and gratitude, forming the foundation of a nation that values liberty and justice for all.
Military actions influence world events, from wars that change borders to peacekeeping missions that provide stability and aid. Key moments, like D-Day or the fall of the Berlin Wall, are remembered and significantly affect politics for years. The effects of these actions go beyond the battlefield, forming new alliances and changing national identities, as communities unite around their conflict experiences. Stories of courage, sacrifice, and resilience arise, offering lessons for future generations about the value of diplomacy and the impacts of war.
The bonds formed in the military through shared challenges and teamwork lead to lasting memories for service members, often seen as unique compared to civilian life. These relationships, built under pressure, create a strong sense of camaraderie that goes beyond ordinary friendships. Service members depend on each other not only for mission support but also for emotional strength during difficult times. Together, they face the demands of military life, from tough training to the unpredictability of deployment, which deepens their connection. This experience builds a strong trust and loyalty, enabling them to support each other in ways that are hard to find elsewhere. This bond is very difficult to explain to anyone that has not had any military experience.
The military shapes culture through traditions, discipline, and values such as duty and honor, which are reflected in art, literature, and ceremonies. These aspects influence the identity of service members and extend into society, creating a sense of patriotism and community. The sacrifices of military life are celebrated in various artistic forms, inspiring poets, authors, and filmmakers. Memorials and parades help pass these values to future generations, reminding civilians of the sacrifices for freedom and security. Additionally, the military’s influence reaches education and civic life, where discussions on ethics, leadership, and teamwork highlight the principles learned in military training. By blending with civilian life, the military fosters respect for its role in shaping national values and heritage.
The Importance of Daily Blood Thinning Medication
My blood thinning medication has been a vital part of my health regimen. They did a number on me 2 1/2 years ago, and since then, I have made it a priority to consistently take the medication on a daily basis, as prescribed by my doctor. This commitment not only helps reduce the risk of blood clots but also plays a crucial role in maintaining my overall cardiovascular health. Adhering to this routine allows me to manage my condition more effectively and ensures that I remain active and engaged in my daily life.
Also, I make sure to stuff my pockets with keys and a couple of dollars, because you never know when you’ll need to bribe someone or unlock a particularly stubborn door! The coins jingle like a tiny orchestra, giving me a false sense of security, but hey, at least I am equipped for any crises that might pop up—like an unexpected snack attack! With my jingly treasure, I step out, ready to tackle whatever wild escapades the day has in store for me.
Daily writing prompt
What is the most important thing to carry with you all the time?
A Path to Fulfillment
My main point is to stress the importance of being yourself, as embracing your true identity leads to a more fulfilling life. When people express their genuine selves, they often experience more happiness and stronger connections with others, which fosters trust and understanding. Being true to oneself also promotes personal growth, allowing individuals to chase their passions without societal pressures. In a world where conformity often overshadows individuality, it’s essential to celebrate diversity and encourage everyone to shine in their own unique way.
I have spent maybe two thirds of my life trying to be somebody that I am not. You may believe this or not, but one day I was taking a walk around the greenbelt near our home, which is a tranquil place filled with the rustling sounds of nature and the fresh scent of a small creek. There was nobody around, and I was just having some silent time to my own, allowing my thoughts to drift and my mind to clear. Suddenly, this loud voice came out and spoke, breaking the peaceful silence of my surroundings. “Tom, stop trying to be somebody else, just be yourself! Your purpose in life is to be yourself!” Those words echoed in my mind, touching something deep within me. After that profound event, I made the conscious decision to just be myself, embracing my true identity with all its complexities and imperfections. Since that time, I have been at peace and am genuinely enjoying simply being myself. I even like myself, flaws and all. This is one significant and positive change I have made in my life, a breakthrough that has opened up new avenues of self-acceptance and fulfillment that I had never experienced before.
Where would I be if I spent most of my life just being myself?
Where would you find yourself if you permitted the full expression of your authentic self?
Daily writing prompt
What change, big or small, would you like your blog to make in the world?
Ryn Vael: Guardian of the Multiverse in Lumora
In this alternate universe, Earth is a mosaic of crystalline continents floating in a void of radiant mist. Humanity harnesses crystal energy to power cities and glimpse other realities.
Me, Ryn Vael, is a Crystal Seer, gifted with reading the multiversal echoes trapped in crystal shards.
The mist swirled around me, standing atop a crystal spire with Lumora glittering below. My cloak, made of micro-crystals, pulsed with light, reflecting my curious nature from a distant Earth. As a Crystal Seer, I interpreted visions from other universes and guided Lumora’s council through cosmic dangers. Today, a rogue crystal storm threatened the city’s energy core. My neural gauntlet hummed, connecting my mind to a glowing shard, overflowing with visions: a version of me as a painter, another as a starship pilot, each life a thread in the multiverse. This Ryn was bold, my sharp mind shaped by years of navigating chaos. “Focus, Ryn,” chirped Lume, my AI companion. “The storm is closing in.” I traced the shard’s patterns, sensing a surge of fear from a universe where crystals-controlled minds. My empathy steadied me. With careful gestures, I redirected the storm’s energy, harmonizing its chaotic echoes. The spire vibrated, then calmed, keeping Lumora safe. The council praised me, but a lingering vision showed me on a dusty Earth, curious about space stations, unaware of the stars. I smiled, wondering what that Ryn dreamed of. Back in my skypod, Lume hovered. “Another reality, huh?” it teased. I nodded, gazing at the mist. In this universe, I was a guardian of worlds, but the echo of that simpler me felt like a quiet, grounding melody.
I got lazy and AI wrote this.
Simms Steakhouse
This last April my wife and I decided to go Simms Steakhouse just west of Denver for our anniversary. It has a lot of history in Denver where one goes for special occasions, not just one of the run of the mill restaurants. The original name was Simms Landing and when ownership changed it was named Simms Steakhouse. It has been many years since we were there.
It really surprised us when we saw the prices on the menu. The price on the menu for steak or seafood was over sixty dollars a meal. We ended up with the cheapest item on the menu. I believe it was roasted chicken. Before this article I went to their website, and they do not even put prices on the menu. If they put prices there, I am sure it would discourage a lot of unsuspecting customers. It does have a beautiful view of the Denver skyline, but in my opinion that view is not worth the price of a meal. I am confident that we will never return very soon.
The meal for two was over $115.00 and that was no alcoholic drinks.
Daily writing prompt
What’s the most money you’ve ever spent on a meal? Was it worth it?
Exploring Life After Death
Yes, I am curious about the time when one is finished with their time on earth. As a senior over eighty years of age, I often find myself reflecting on the journey I have taken throughout my life. I have had a good life, filled with a plate full of experiences, joys, and challenges, and I have accepted the fact that more days have passed than the ones ahead of me. Over two years ago, I experienced a near-death event that forever changed my perspective. During that harrowing period, after I thought I had died, I experienced PEACE, TOTAL PEACE! It was an indescribable feeling of serenity and contentment, one that I have never felt in my life and have never been able to replicate after I was revived. In that stillness, all my worries and fears melted away, leaving only a profound sense of calm and wholeness. Now, I am curious: is that feeling a permanent state of existence after our time on this earth comes to an end? Does that deep sense of peace accompany us on our journey beyond life on earth?
Reflecting on 500 Posts
This is my 500th post on WordPress. I do not know whether that number is a major accomplishment or not, but it certainly feels significant to me. It is exciting to reflect on this journey and all the experiences I’ve gained along the way. Ten years ago, I never imagined that I would have 500 posts published, each one capturing moment of inspiration, learning, and growth. Every word I’ve shared has been a piece of my story, creating a tapestry of thoughts that I’ve woven together over the years. The challenges I faced and the triumphs I’ve celebrated through this platform have shaped not just my writing skills, but my understanding of myself and the world around me.
I have had this site since 2009, a 16 year-long journey that has seen significant changes and growth. I started this site after the local newspaper, Rocky Mountain News, shuttered their doors, leaving a void in the community for local voices to be heard. In 2002, I began blogging on their website, yourhub.com, where I found a platform to share my thoughts and experiences with others. However, when their blog site became unusable, I sought out new opportunities and enrolled in WordPress, which has provided me with the versatility and reach I needed to continue my passion for writing. After my near-death experience in February 2023, I gained a renewed perspective on life, and this profound event has driven me to become even more active in blogging here, sharing not just my experiences, but also inspiration and insights for others who may be navigating their own challenges.
This has been an exciting experience for me, and I hope I will be able to continue this adventure for many more years.
The First Cup: A Morning Ritual
July 31, 2025, this morning started, like most, with the gentle sound of my coffee maker, my reliable friend in the quiet. Outside, the world was slowly waking up, with the sky showing soft peach and gray hues, but in my kitchen, the day had already begun with the promise of that first cup. There’s something special about it—a simple ritual that feels important.
I added the coffee grounds, to the filter. The smell filled the air even before brewing began, waking up my senses. As the machine made noise, I leaned on the counter, still half-asleep, feeling the excitement build. That first sip? It’s more than coffee. It’s a comforting moment, a warm hug in a mug, steadying me before the day begins.
Today, the coffee was perfect—not too bitter, not too weak. I took it black, savoring the way it coated my tongue with a subtle, earthy warmth. I stood by the window, mug in hand, watching a neighbor walk their dog. The world felt small and manageable in that moment, as if the steam rising from my cup carried away any lingering grogginess or doubt.
Social media buzzed with the usual mix of news and memes, but I barely glanced at my phone. The coffee demanded my full attention, a rare moment of mindfulness in a world that’s always shouting. I thought about how this simple act—brewing, pouring, sipping—connects me to millions of others who start their day the same way. It’s a universal language, a shared heartbeat of mornings everywhere.
The defining moment today was the quiet. No emails, no notifications, just me and the mug. I noticed the faint ring of coffee stains inside it, a testament to countless mornings before this one. It felt like a badge of consistency, proof that some things stay steady even as the world shifts.
As I drained the last drop, I felt ready—not just awake, but ready. The first cup isn’t just fuel; it’s a signal that I’m here, present, and capable of taking on whatever July 31, 2025, has in store. Tomorrow, I’ll do it again, chasing that same fleeting magic. Maybe I’ll try a new blend or add a splash of cream, but the ritual will hold steady—a small anchor in the ebb and flow of life. *
What’s your morning ritual? Does coffee start your day, or is there another moment that sets the tone?
Typical Day
Typical day for a man in their senior years. I arose at 7:15 in the morning, which is a bit later than usual, as I normally arise between 7 and 8 in the morning. However, that doesn’t mean I just awoke; I typically awake between 4:30 and 5:30 in the morning, allowing myself precious moments of solitude to meditate and reconcile my thoughts before the day begins. This quiet time helps me center myself and prepare for whatever lies ahead. After my meditation, I make it a point to get up by 7, feeling refreshed and ready to face the day. The first thing I do is take my dose of blood thinner medication with a full glass of water, which is crucial for maintaining my health. I adhere to this schedule diligently, taking my medication once in the morning and again at 7 in the evening, ensuring that I remain vigilant about my well-being as I navigate my senior years.
Every day is Saturday for me. No deadlines, no pressure, and I do anything I want to do for the day, whether it’s enjoying a leisurely breakfast with a steaming cup of coffee, diving into a good book that has been gathering dust or embarking on spontaneous adventures exploring the beauty of the outdoors. This freedom allows me to embrace creativity and indulge in blogging and hobbies I’ve always wanted to pursue. The possibilities are endless, and I relish in the joy of living life on my own terms, crafting each moment to be fulfilling and meaningful.
An Elder’s Blogging Adventure
“Hi! I’m Tom, an 83-year-old who’s found a second wind in blogging. I’m hooked on sharing stories from my life—everything from raising kids in the ’70s to my take on today’s world. I’m curious, a bit stubborn, and always ready to learn something new. When I’m not glued to my keyboard, I’m tending my flowers or spending time with my wife over breakfast, lunch, supper, or snacks.”
How a Near-Death Experience Shaped My Nickname
The story behind my nickname is a remarkable medical near-death experience that unfolded over two and one-half years ago. During that critical time, I found myself facing a gigantic blood clot situated between my lungs, a condition that not only posed a severe threat to my life but also led to an overwhelming array of emotions. After doing extensive research on this alarming diagnosis, I discovered that the survival rate for this particular illness was a staggering low of just 3 to 5%. It was a harsh reality to confront, but against all odds, I was fortunate enough to be among that small percentage of survivors. This experience profoundly shaped my perspective on life, instilling in me a sense of resilience and a deeper appreciation for each moment. The nickname of TomT2.0 I carry today serves as a reminder of my journey, the struggles I overcame, and the strength I found within myself during one of the most challenging times of my life.
After learning that my survival beat the odds of death, I found myself at a profound crossroads in my life. I began to think, “Is there some reason that I was given this bonus time on earth?” This question lingered in my mind, encouraging me to reflect on the purpose of my existence and the experiences that had shaped me. The only conclusion I could surmise was that perhaps I should share my experiences, thoughts, and feelings with anyone willing to listen or read. It was during this period of introspection that I reenergized my WordPress blogging site, changing my nickname to TomT2.0 to symbolize my renewed sense of purpose and identity. Since then, I have immersed myself in crafting narratives that reflect my journey, capturing the wisdom I’ve accumulated over the years. I am now getting close to posting 500 stories that detail my experiences throughout over eighty years of life, touching on everything from treasured memories to valuable lessons learned, as well as my candid comments about various topics that pique my interest. Each post is not just a story; it’s a testament to resilience and a celebration of the extraordinary aspects of an ordinary life.
Is this what I am supposed to do with this bonus time? I predict I will not know until my time on this earth is over.
Sleep, Diet, and Mindset Leads to a Healthy Lifestyle.
My strategy is to keep regular sleeping hours, as I believe that sufficient rest is crucial for maintaining overall health and mental clarity. I also make an effort to eat close to the same time every day, which helps regulate my metabolism and keeps my energy levels stable throughout the day. Alongside this, I am mindful of my daily carb intake, ensuring that I consume balanced meals that provide the right nutrients without excessive sugar. Additionally, I recognize the importance of physical activity in my routine and do need to get more exercise than I currently do; incorporating activities like walking, jogging, or yoga could greatly enhance my fitness and well-being in the long run.
Also, I try to stay away from anything that would make me feel guilty, as I believe that guilt can weigh heavily on one’s conscience and hinder personal growth. I find it essential to cultivate a mindset that prioritizes positivity and self-acceptance; therefore, I consciously choose activities and environments that uplift me and foster a sense of well-being. By avoiding situations that provoke guilt, I am better able to focus on my goals and maintain harmony within myself, ultimately leading to a more fulfilling and joyful life.
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Cherishing Moments: Love and Memories Beyond Travel
I am over eighty, and although I have no travel plans at the moment, I find joy in the small things that life offers each day. While my friends share stories of distant lands and adventures, I appreciate the comfort of my home, filled with cherished memories and the love of my wife, family and friends.
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Reviving Family Values in Modern Society
If I had a magic wand, I would change modern society to being more family oriented, where the values of togetherness and nurturing are at the forefront. To me, it appears that more and more young people are opting not to get married and are forgoing the idea of creating families of their own. This shift is particularly concerning as the tradition of family living, which once served as the cornerstone of our communities, seems to be disappearing in this society. I hear more and more young women stating that they do not want to have children, expressing their desire for independence and career advancement over traditional familial roles. What happened to the maternal instincts that were once so prevalent is beyond me; it feels as if we are losing something fundamental. The joys of family life, the bonds that are formed, and the lessons passed down through generations are at risk of being forgotten. It is vital that we address these changes and encourage a culture that cherishes and supports the family unit, allowing future generations to experience the love and security that comes from being part of a family.
I am meeting more women beyond childbearing age that are single and childless, with no immediate ties to any kind of family structure. Many of them seem to embrace their independence, pursuing careers, traveling, and engaging in hobbies that enrich their lives. However, a lingering thought crosses my mind: I wonder when these women age and find themselves in need of dependent care, who will they turn to for support and companionship? In a society that often prioritizes family units, it raises the question of what safety nets exist for those who may not have children or close relatives to rely on. Will community resources step in to fill the gaps, or will there be a growing sense of isolation among this demographic? It’s a critical consideration as we reflect on the societal structures that provide care and connection in later life, aiming to ensure that no one faces this stage alone.
If I ever receive my magic wand that is what I would change about modern society
What Do You Listen to While working?
I haven’t had an actual working job since 2006. Therefore, I can’t remember.
The Gift and Burden of an Intuitive Internal Clock
My internal clock is unyielding, a constant mechanism that never misses a beat. While others depend on watches or phone alarms, my body and mind are tuned to an instinctive sense of time, as if a cosmic metronome is keeping me aligned with the universe. A steady awareness that remains, even in the quietest nights.
This heightened sense of time shapes my life in both meaningful and strange ways, helping me to experience moments more fully than usual. This perspective not only affects my everyday decisions but also deepens my relationships, encouraging me to cherish each interaction and notice the details around me. Consequently, I move through life with a purpose, recognizing that every moment is a precious gift, both delicate and full of possibilities. My near-death experience two and a half years ago made me more aware that every moment is a precious gift.
Yet, this gift comes with drawbacks. There’s no escaping time. it never slows down. I’m constantly reminded of time’s steady march, pushing me to make the most of each moment. Unlike others who chase time, I feel trapped by it, always in sync with its relentless flow. My biological clock never takes a break, tied to the invisible rhythm that controls us all.
When Software Stops Working: A User’s Frustration
When software suddenly stops behaving as expected—taps into a universal annoyance for anyone who relies on technology. It’s the jarring shift from smooth functionality to unexpected failure that can feel like a betrayal, especially when you’ve come to depend on a tool for work, creativity, or daily tasks.
A prime example of this happened yesterday with WordPress’s AI assistant. I reported it around noon. It was a challenge to finally get a chat with a human instead of AI. The human said they do not know of any issue with AI assistant and asked where my issue was. After the human went to my site and found out there was an issue the human said the team will start working on it. Finally, about 6 hours later the AI assistant was back up and running. It is kind of disturbing on how dependent you become using these newfound tools you can put in your toolbox.
The Certainties of Life: Facing Death and Aging
- 1 Death. Everyone will experience this.
- 2 I get hungry. Food is one of the necessities to continue life.
- 3 I need oxygen to live. Another necessity of life
- 4 I feel pain. An 11-millimeter kidney stone is pain.
- 5 I am aging. Every morning when I wake up I my body tells me this fact.
- 6 I am just a speck in this gigantic universe. I am just a mere mortal, nothing great to be remembered by.
- 7 Earth is not a friendly place. Weather, earthquakes, fires, starvation, just to name a few. Hate and anger with unlimited numbers of wars has happened through the history of mankind.
- 8 I have been very fortunate. Looking back on my eighty plus years I have been very fortunate compared to the pain and suffering experienced in this world.
- 9 I will be missed. I have many family and friends that will miss me. I heard somewhere that you die twice. First, when your spirit leaves your body and then when people don’t talk or remember you.
- 10 The world will continue. Once my time on earth is over, the world will continue.
America’s $36 Trillion Debt Crisis
I am concerned about the national debt. The national debt is over 36 trillion dollars, a staggering figure that reflects the immense financial obligations our government has accumulated over the years. This ever-growing debt raises questions about fiscal responsibility, economic stability, and the impact it will have on future generations. As interest on this debt continues to compound, it puts increased pressure on taxpayers and may limit funding for essential services such as education, healthcare, and infrastructure. It is crucial for policymakers to address this issue comprehensively, creating sustainable solutions to reduce the national debt while promoting economic growth and stability.
Interest payments on the debt now exceed Medicare and defense spending, reaching a staggering $233.06 billion annually as of May 2025. This alarming trend highlights the growing financial burden that the government faces as interest obligations consume an increasing portion of the federal budget. As these payments rise, there are substantial implications for funding essential programs, such as healthcare and national security, which have historically received significant allocations. Furthermore, as interest rates fluctuate due to economic conditions, the pressure on the budget is expected to intensify, leading to a potential reevaluation of fiscal priorities and spending strategies in the coming years.
The Penn Wharton Budget Model estimates that the U.S. has about 20 years before debt becomes unsustainable under current policies, risking default or inflation if not addressed. This projection highlights the critical need for policymakers to take proactive measures to manage the national debt effectively. If left unregulated, the mounting debt could lead to severe economic repercussions, including increased borrowing costs and diminished investor confidence. Furthermore, such unsustainable fiscal practices could ultimately erode public services and hinder future economic growth, creating a cycle of financial instability that would be difficult to reverse. As such, it is imperative that a comprehensive plan is developed to ensure long-term fiscal health and economic resilience.
The last time the U.S. federal government had a balanced budget, where revenues matched or surpassed expenditures, was in fiscal year 2001. This was an important moment in the country’s financial history, showing good fiscal management. The balanced budget in 2001 was due to strong tax revenues and careful budgeting practices, setting a standard for future leaders who want to manage finances responsibly amid competing priorities and the complexities of budgeting.
It has been over 20 years since the US had a balanced budget or surplus, a troubling reality that reflects the persistent economic challenges faced by the nation. This situation can largely be attributed to the fault of incompetent elected officials who prioritize short-term gains over long-term stability and fiscal responsibility. As government spending continues to outpace revenue generation, the implications of this negligence become increasingly severe for ordinary citizens. The future of our children is being taken away if the direction of the country does not change dramatically; without proactive measures to address our financial woes, we risk leaving subsequent generations with a crushing debt burden and diminished opportunities. It is imperative that we demand accountability from our leaders and advocate for policies that foster sustainable economic growth and responsible governance.
Navigating Life After Surgeries
Yes, I had surgery for a variety of medical issues, which included outpatient procedures and acute problems that had developed over time.
The first surgery was for cataracts, a common condition that can cloud the lens of the eye and affect vision. I was fifty years old when the first one was performed, a significant moment in my life that marked the beginning of a journey toward clearer sight. I remember the anticipation and slight anxiety I felt leading up to the procedure, but I was relieved to learn that it was a relatively routine surgery. Then, ten years later, I underwent the same procedure for the remaining eye, which allowed me to fully appreciate the world in vivid detail once again. This is now an outpatient surgery and normally uneventful, with most patients able to return home the same day. I seldom wear glasses anymore since the surgery, which has been a liberating experience, although I still occasionally find myself reaching for them while using the laptop for extended periods, especially when focusing on small text or detail-oriented tasks. The difference in my vision post-surgery has greatly enhanced my daily life, allowing me to engage more fully in activities that I enjoy, such as reading and exploring life
The next surgery happened in 2018 for an eleven mm kidney stone in my right kidney. No modesty allowed here; it was a process that truly tested my understanding of medical technology. They went up through the basement using a laser to break up the stone, a technique that showcases the incredible advancements in modern medicine. In addition to the laser, they needed a bright light to illuminate the area and a vacuum to efficiently remove the debris created during the procedure. It’s remarkable to think about how they can insert all that specialized equipment into your tube and navigate their way up to the kidney, skillfully extracting the stone with such precision. I was kept under observation overnight, monitoring any complications, and was thankfully discharged the following afternoon, feeling relieved yet exhausted. For twelve hours after the surgery, I passed urine that looked like chocolate milk, an unsettling sight that served as a vivid reminder of the battle I had just endured. Each urinating act was a mix of discomfort and fascination at what my body was going through, making me appreciate the resilience of the human body and the expertise of the medical professionals who helped me.
Finally, on January 7, 2023, I had a pulmonary saddle embolism, which is a gigantic blood clot between my lungs. Word to the wise, if you ever wake up in the middle of the night, with a terrific pain in a calf. Do not massage the calf to relieve the pain. Speculation is the massage caused the DVT clot to break loose and migrate from the calf to between the lungs. CT scan showed that it looked like a large tree root going to various parts of the lungs.
They gave me three options, each with its own set of implications and outcomes. First, I could simply rely on medication to try to dissolve the clot, a method that seemed less invasive but carried uncertainties about its effectiveness and timing. The second option was more direct: they would enter through the groin above the hip under anesthesia and insert a specialized instrument designed to remove the clot as much as possible. This approach felt aggressive, and the thought of going under made me hesitate. The third option, however, piqued my interest despite its unconventional nature. It involved performing the same procedure as the second option, but without general anesthesia; instead, I would remain awake and alert, with only local pain medication to numb the area. They explained that they had seen the best results with this method, which allowed for immediate adjustments during the procedure based on my feedback. After weighing the risks and benefits of each choice, I ultimately opted for the third option, believing that remaining conscious would not only give me a measure of control over the situation but also help to improve the overall outcome of the procedure.
The most pain I suffered was when they cut the artery or vein to insert the instruments. They didn’t bother to tell me that they were going to make another incision above the other hip to remove the debris, which caught me completely off guard. It was just as painful as the first incision, intensifying my anxiety and fear during the procedure. The rest of the surgery was not that painful, but I experienced immense discomfort and unease that lingered in my mind. During that harrowing bout, I did think I took my last breath and felt a chilling certainty that my time on this earth was drawing to a close. I do believe I experienced a near-death event, one that left an indelible impression on my psyche, and I had a surreal preview of the time after life on this earth, filled with profound reflections that I still ponder to this day. After three days in the ICU and an additional day in the hospital, they sent me home, but that was only the beginning of my journey back to normalcy. It has been over two and a half years since that day, and while I have recovered physically, the emotional and psychological scars have remained. The only long-term effects are the daily reminder that I must take blood thinner medication for the remainder of my life, which serves as a constant connection to that traumatic experience, reminding me of the fragility of existence and the importance of cherishing every moment.
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Finding Peace Through Spirituality: My Transformational Story
First, I asked AI’s definition of spirituality. Below is the response.
Spirituality is a broad, personal exploration of meaning, purpose, and connection, and one’s relationship with existence, often beyond the material world. It can involve beliefs in a higher power, universal consciousness, or the sacred, but it doesn’t always require religion. For some, it’s found through practices like meditation, prayer; for others, it’s a sense of awe in nature or connection to others. It’s subjective, shaped by culture, experience, and individual reflection, often addressing questions about life’s deeper truths.
With that I would say that spirituality is important to me. I was born and raised in the Catholic faith. In the era I was raised religion was based on fear and sinfulness. You were a sinner naturally, and you had to work hard to earn the reward of heaven. For over thirty years of my life, I thought I would never be worthy of a peaceful existence after time on this earth.
As my life progressed, I guess you could say that I began to question this kind of outlook on life and time after earth. I was put in situations where I had no control why this situation happened. I was beginning to realize that life is just more than trying to be accepted into time after earth. I was beginning to feel that life was one big learning session. All through your life you learn by events you experience, and you learn from everyone you encounter. Oh, I still go to church and practice Christianity. However, I have lost the fear that I am not worthy anymore.
Two and one-half years ago I experienced a near death event and for a period of time I feel I was given a preview of time after earth. I had this feeling of PEACE, TOTAL PEACE! This is a feeling I will never forget and looking forward to this eternal feeling.
I have written many posts about spirituality. Here are some links,
A Journey of Faith and Religion,
Me and Spirituality last year’s prompt
In conclusion, spirituality has been important to me throughout my life and time after life on this earth, serving as a guiding force that has shaped my values, beliefs, and understanding of the world around me. It has provided me with comfort during challenging moments, instilled a sense of purpose, and fostered deeper connections with others who share similar journeys. As I navigate the complexities of existence, the exploration of spiritual practices and teachings continues to enrich my experiences, allowing me to reflect on the mysteries of life and the profound interconnectedness of all beings.
Lessons from President Lincoln
The person I immediately thought of was Abraham Lincoln.
Lincoln led the United States during the Civil War (1861–1865), a time that challenged the nation’s core values and survival. His determination to keep the Union intact while handling numerous political and military obstacles demonstrated strong leadership. Throughout the war, Lincoln encountered significant opposition from both his party and outside forces, but he stayed committed to equality and democracy. He recognized that the conflict was about more than just winning battles; it was also about ending slavery and healing the nation. Through impactful speeches, key decisions, and adapting his strategies, Lincoln inspired hope and ensured that the principles of liberty and justice would survive beyond the war’s turmoil.
Born into poverty in a small log cabin, Lincoln was determined to educate himself. He read many books and discussed ideas, eventually becoming a respected lawyer. His journey from such humble beginnings to political power shows resilience and grit. He faced personal struggles and led a divided nation with compassion and integrity. His story of perseverance can inspire anyone who values determination, proving that hard work can help overcome significant challenges to achieve success.
His speeches, like the Gettysburg Address, clearly expressed powerful ideas about democracy and equality, leaving a lasting impact on history and society. He conveyed a message that touched people’s hearts and minds, encouraging them to think about their values and responsibilities, while fostering hope for a future where everyone is treated with dignity and respect. During times of conflict, his words acted as a guiding light, promoting unity and justice, and inspiring generations to support the principles of freedom and human rights for all.
Lincoln wasn’t flawless. He wrestled with his own views on race, faced criticism for suspending habeas corpus, and made tough calls that weren’t universally popular. His ability to grow, listen, and adapt while staying true to core principles makes him relatable and human.
That is why I immediately thought of Abraham Lincoln, a leader renowned for his wisdom and unwavering commitment to unity during one of the most tumultuous times in American history. His ability to navigate through conflicts and bring people together, despite their differing views, serves as a powerful reminder of the importance of empathetic leadership in today’s world.
My First Crush
The night of April 11th, 2010, I had a strange dream. This involved a girl, (woman) I have not thought about for 68 years. This was Sandra. I went to grade, junior, and high school with her. In grade school Sandra and I were very close. The first time we met we were attracted to each other. That was over sixty years ago, and I can’t say that I can remember that much about that time. We did make it a point to be next to each other and would look for each other when there was a gathering. I do remember one event that still is important to me. During that time there were tables the size where two individuals sat at the table. We always made it a point to sit at the same table if we were able to. Anyway, the teacher was rambling on, and I was on the left Sandra was on the right. Our arms were resting on the table, and they were barely touching each other. I was starting to get this tingling feeling from my elbow down to my wrist where our arms were interacting. This felt great! I can still feel the tingling going up and down my arm. Sandra was having the same response. She looks at me and smiles. I will never forget this moment. This was before sex ever became involved or thought about. One could say she was my first girlfriend, maybe even my soul mate and didn’t realize it.
We went on to high school and began to drift apart. My teenage years were very hard for me. I was angry and mad. I didn’t like myself. I didn’t like the feelings and thoughts I was having. Those apparent hormones were doing a number on me. I had a loving family, All the things a teenager could expect. Driving at sixteen, a part time job and money in my pocket. Looking back at those times, I would say I was a jerk. Because of this I killed the relationship between me and Sandra. We went our separate ways, and I didn’t think of her until April 11, 2010.
In this dream Sandra came to me and said, “Tom, I was meant (created) for you. However, you rejected me. Our lives would have been totally different if you would not have rejected me.” This dream was a visual and moving dream. This bothered me because I wondered why I dreamt of Sandra after not seeing or hearing about her for over fifty years or more. Finally, on April 18th I thought I would search for some information about Sandra.
Going to my yearbook newsletters I found out she was married to Ed. I did a Google search and came up with an obituary stating that Sandra passed away April 8, 2010. That was only three days before I had my strange dream. This really shocked me and leaves me with more questions than answers. Was this a visit from someone who recently died. Would my life have been different? Would it have been better or worse? I will never know. I have had a good life, and I feel I have made more good decisions instead of bad decisions. Did this change my outlook? Yes, it did. I have never been a strong religious person even though I was born and raised a Catholic. They teach that there is life after death. But I always had in the back of my mind, that may be wrong. However, after this dream I am convinced that yes, there is something after death. This dream occurred in 2010, and the dream relieved me of that thought ever since. death is not final. You can come to your own conclusion. Life is one large teaching experience. From birth until death, you are learning.
Avoiding Financial Pitfalls in Retirement
Retirement is an important time in life. After many years of work, the goal is to enjoy your later years in comfort. It’s part of the American dream, achievable with careful planning and saving. A bit of luck is also needed for everything to align for a successful retirement.
Since I retired nineteen years ago, I will share how I managed my finances for a comfortable retirement. First, I paid off all my credit cards, ensuring I only had monthly expenses that were paid off completely. I checked my social security benefits and the small pension we would receive. I assessed the condition of our vehicles to determine when they would need replacing. Then, I created a budget to see if our retirement income could cover our monthly expenses, with entertainment costs coming from our savings. We decided to retire, hoping our finances would last as long as we did.
Everything was going well until the financial crash of 2008, which caused our portfolio to show losses over half its value. We had to decide whether to sell the stocks and realize those losses. Since I didn’t need the money, I chose to keep the stocks until they returned to their purchase price before selling. We didn’t earn any money, but we also didn’t lose anything. It took about seven years to recover our original investments. These were challenging times, and I decided to withdraw from the stock market entirely and invest only in secure options because I was too old to handle the stress. Since then, we have been financially stable.
As we age, health problems can affect our retirement plans, often putting vacations and trips on hold. We have enjoyed over nineteen years of a comfortable retirement and feel lucky to have had this time. We hope for many more years ahead.
From Death’s Door to New Beginnings
My favorite moment in my life happened February 7, 2023. This is the day I had a near-death experience that profoundly changed my perspective on life. I was laying on the operating table, feeling a wave of panic as I couldn’t inhale or exhale. In that moment, I surely thought that my time was over and that I would never see my loved ones again. Suddenly, I passed out and went somewhere beyond the bounds of my earthly existence. With a massive blood clot between my lungs. The doctors said they had better results if the patient stayed awake, so I went with that option. About 30 minutes after the start, I was really feeling horrible. I was having trouble getting a breath, at this time, I experienced PEACE, TOTAL PEACE like I had never known before. It enveloped me, washing away all fears and worries, transcending the chaos of my thoughts. It was an overwhelming sense of serenity that I will never forget, a stark contrast to the medical environment I had just left behind. I find myself reflecting on this experience frequently, and I look forward to experiencing this PEACE, TOTAL PEACE after my time on this earth is over, knowing now that there is a beauty in the unknown that goes beyond life itself.
This is the day I dodged death. I was standing in front of death’s door, and Doctor Death was holding the door open for me to enter, beckoning me with a chilling smile. Surprise! I survived! The moments that followed were surreal, almost dreamlike, as I wrestled with the reality of my existence. I found out later that the survival rate of that type of clot is only 3 to 5 percent, making my escape feel like a miracle. I beat the odds and emerged from that harrowing experience with a newfound appreciation for life. Now, I have experienced over 2 1/2 years of bonus years on this earth, filled with laughter, adventure, and moments I never thought I’d take for granted again. Waking up each day has transformed into one of my favorite moments, a celebration of existence where every sunrise is a reminder of my strength and resilience. Each breath I take is infused with gratitude, pushing me to make the most of this unexpected lease on life.
Unlocking Your True Self: A Journey to Authenticity
After close to sixty years of my life I discovered that allowing me to just be myself instead of what others say I should be was the most impactful realization in my over eighty years of time on this earth.
Being yourself unlocks purpose by letting you live in alignment with what lights you up. It creates meaning by making your life a unique expression of who you are, not a copy of someone else’s. This authenticity allows you to explore your passions and reflect on your values, leading to greater self-awareness and fulfillment. It’s liberating but not always easy—it requires courage to defy expectations and patience to uncover who you truly are beneath the layers of societal pressure and external influences. The journey of self-discovery can be fraught with challenges, yet each step taken towards being your genuine self strengthens your resolve and resilience. The reward is a life that feels like yours, where purpose flows naturally from doing what’s true to you, enriching your experiences and creating deeper connections with others who resonate with your authentic spirit.
Daily writing prompt
What are the most important things needed to live a good life?
A Bond Built Over 40 Years
This is a no brainer. The love of my life is the person I spend most of my time with, sharing moments that weave the fabric of our story together. We met over forty years ago and immediately realized there was an attraction that could not be restrained, a magnetic pull that drew us closer despite the world around us. Through countless adventures, laughter, and even the challenges that life threw our way, our bond has only grown stronger. Every shared glance and gentle touch tells a story of resilience and deep connection, and I cherish each day that we spend together, grateful for the enduring love that has transformed our lives into a beautiful journey.
Married in 1995, we share an inseparable bond that has only grown stronger over the years. We sleep together, eat together, and go to church together, nurturing our spiritual connection and values. Attending meetings together helps us support each other professionally and personally, while our frequent visits to restaurants allow us to explore new cuisines and make delightful memories. We watch movies together, immersing ourselves in various genres that reflect our tastes and spark our discussions. Engaging in countless other activities, we often find ourselves enjoying the simplest pleasures of life, like taking long walks. It truly feels like we are connected at the hip, understanding each other’s thoughts and emotions without needing words. Our deep companionship suggests that we will probably experience the full journey of life together, cherishing each moment until the end.
Do Comic Books Count?
All I remember is Batman, Superman, and Red Ryder comic books. Real books were required reading.
Simple Daily Ritual That Brings Joy and Hope
One simple thing that has happened every morning so far is waking up to a new day, filled with endless possibilities and the promise of fresh beginnings. Each new dawn invites me to embrace the day ahead, whether it brings challenges to overcome, goals to achieve, or moments of joy to cherish. I am grateful for the chance to experience another day full of potential and hope.
Daily writing prompt
Describe one simple thing you do that brings joy to your life.
From High School to Retirement: My Diverse Career Journey
Library page, my first job in high school.
teletype operator, first job in the private sector.
U S Army, drone control system technician. one of the first generations of drones you hear so much about now.
Department manager, run a department of thirteen employees. Responsible for profit and loss, daily operations and hiring and firing.
newspaper department manager, make sure morning newspapers are delivered and recruit carriers for the routes.
Laser technician, Repair and maintain 13 industrial size lasers that ran 24 hours a day.
Retired after 50 years.
Remembering Life Before Digital Connectivity
I remember life before the internet, roughly pre-1990s. It was slower-paced and more localized. I relied on physical media like newspapers, radio, and TV for news and entertainment. Landline phones, (I grew up with the rotary phone), letters, or face-to-face meetings was for communications. library visits were common. Socializing was mostly in-person, and communities were tighter but limited by geography. Online work was not even thought of. Privacy was easier to maintain.
I love to pull a mental time machine and visit the past, but let’s be real—I can’t complain about my life now without a good Wi-Fi connection! How else would I unleash my inner drama for the world to see? Thank you, Internet, for making my venting as easy as clicking “post”!
A Journey to Self-Acceptance: Embrace Your True Self
After 60 years of trying to be someone that I was not, constantly feeling the pressure of expectations placed upon me—like “You should be more like your brother” or “To be successful in life, you should behave this way”—I suddenly realized that the best thing I could do was to embrace my true self. The weight of those judgments felt heavy for so long, stifling my authenticity and making me question my own worth. However, in this time of reflection, I found clarity and freedom in accepting who I am, quirks and all. I have come to recognize that the journey towards self-acceptance is transformative, and I am truly enjoying the simple yet profound experience of just being myself, free from the confines of others’ perceptions and expectations. It’s liberating to know that I can finally live my life on my own terms, celebrating my individuality and the unique path that I am carving out for myself.
What is the legacy you want to leave behind?
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I want to be remembered as an honest person, someone who exemplified integrity in every action and interaction, consistently choosing to uphold my values even when faced with challenges. I strive to be the kind of individual who inspires trust in others, fostering relationships built on transparency and sincerity. By demonstrating honesty in both my personal and professional life, I hope to leave a legacy that encourages others to act with the same moral conviction, ultimately contributing to a more ethical and compassionate world.
As a good parent, I strive to instill values of kindness and respect in my children, guiding them with patience and support through life’s challenges. I believe that teaching them to be empathetic and considerate towards others lays the foundation for healthy relationships and a positive impact on the world around them. Every day presents new opportunities for learning, whether it’s navigating friendships at school or dealing with the complexities of emotions at home. By encouraging open communication, I aim to create a safe space where they can express their feelings and thoughts freely. This not only strengthens our bond but also fosters their emotional intelligence, allowing them to grow into compassionate individuals who can face the world with confidence and resilience.
I aim to be a friendly, loving husband, nurturing a strong bond with my best friend, filled with affection and understanding. My goal is to create an environment where both of us feel safe to express our thoughts and emotions, allowing us to grow together as a couple. I believe that through open communication and shared experiences, we can deepen our relationship, fostering trust and intimacy that will last a lifetime. Every day, I strive to show appreciation for her, whether through small gestures or supportive words, ensuring that she feels cherished and valued in every moment we share.
Additionally, I hope to be seen as someone you can always trust, a reliable friend who is there in times of need, offering a listening ear and unwavering support that enriches the lives of those around me.
The Emotional Impact of Cold Weather
Cold weather is tougher to deal with as I age. My body is more sensitive to the chill, as blood vessels constrict more with age, reducing warmth, which makes me feel the cold more intensely than I used to. My joints can ache in the cold, and arthritis flares are common, per studies, making even simple movements feel like a daunting task. This increased discomfort is compounded by the hassle of icy sidewalks, which not only present a risk of slipping and falling but can also lead to serious injuries that could be life-threatening, especially in older adults. Additionally, the psychological toll of winter can further exacerbate feelings of isolation and discomfort, making the desire for warmth and safety all the more pressing.
When I was young, we used to spend hours in the newly falling snow, marveling at the pristine white landscape that transformed our neighborhood into a winter wonderland. We excitedly made snowmen of all shapes and sizes, dressing them with colorful scarves and hats that added a touch of personality to our frosty creations. In our ambitious quest, we attempted to build an igloo, huddled together as we packed the snow tightly, forming the walls of our icy fort. Unfortunately, we never had much success because of the ceiling or roof, which always seemed to elude our grasp, leaving our structure incomplete. Despite the chill in the air, we would stay outside for hours, our feet growing numb but our spirits high, as we laughed and played. By the time we finally trudged back into the warm house, our feet were a few degrees above freezing and our eyes felt like they were on fire from the glaring sunlight bouncing off the snow, rendering us snow blind. No wonder I had a cataract when I was fifty; those winter days filled with joy and adventure were etched into my memory, along with the price of such carefree revelry.
Then growing up came into play, and with it, the realities of adult life began to unfold. Driving to work on treacherous ice and thick, heavy snow became a struggle, transforming many mornings into an anxious chore filled with uncertainty. Shoveling thousands of sidewalks over the next 40 or 50 years felt like an endless battle against the elements, a chore that wore on my spirit as the years passed. Cold weather, once a source of excitement and joy in my youth, became a bitter reminder of the burdens I now bore, diminishing the thrill of snowy winters and turning them into a relentless cycle of labor and discomfort.
When I retired, we thought of moving to Phoenix like our neighbor did, lured by the promise of sunny skies and warm temperatures year-round. However, family ultimately won out, as the ties to our loved ones were too strong to break. This reminds me of one holiday when I casually mentioned to my stepdaughter the possibility of relocating to Phoenix, expecting her to be enthusiastic about the idea. The expression on her face was unforgettable; her wide eyes and dropped jaw conveyed a mix of disbelief and disappointment. I could see that the thought of leaving her behind would have crushed her spirit. I don’t think she would have ever forgiven me if we moved away, uprooting our lives and leaving memories behind. Therefore, after deep discussions and a lot of heart, the decision was made to stay in our home, surrounded by familiar faces, sharing laughter and warmth, even if it meant enduring the biting cold of winter and just moaning and complaining about the chilly weather during those long months.
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