Moving along...

I went jogging (slowly: about 13 min. per mile) in the drizzle this morning. For five miles only two other people passed me. They were both wearing red shells and white bike helmets so I assumed they were together. I zoned out thinking only about taking the next few strides without irritating my knee. I felt great when I got back: wet but warmed all over and I made myself an espresso with a small head of buttered broccoli and a little pasta for lunch. What else can matter? Tomorrow we leave for New York and I'll be able to be with my grandchildren. They're so much fun the way they imitate us. And I'll be able to watch my son sit at his computer screen as the room grows darker and I rock gently in the nursing chair...