No Panic.....yet.

What is this life if full of care we have no time to stop and stare? A poem I love and now ubderstand its ramifications. We now have more than enough time to stand and stare...well I have. I have too much time to stand and stare...and think and groan. I dont mind this solitary life really but silly little things grow bigger than they need to be and what is occupying my head this morning is the knowledge that I have forgotten a pass word. Its one I use fairly frequently when I am doing my shopping on line. And its gone. I am sure there will be an opportunity to have another one so when that happens I will need to write it down...along with several other passwords I am keeping safe. Oh dear...the simple things of life grow complicated when you get very old...very very old is the way I am feeling right now. Its raining, dark and grey outside....fits my mood perfectly. On coming downstairs I checked the fridge....no need to panic yet! A lovely man has asked if I need any fish this week. And I do and I just thank God for the people here who care enough to check with me ...mostly to see if I am still alive! And I am because I am blogging. its amazing how many people tell me they read it. So its become both a life line and a bulletin of my contunued existence....Thank you God...for this and all your blessings! I am still here! Just!