FABULOUS 63 Y.O. ROCKSTAR

Today was my Gal Pal day with Cheryl & Pam.

It started earlier than usual – and ended earlier than usual. We did not have as much fun today as we normally do. Talk of the coronavirus ate up most of the time; I didn’t say much on the topic, other than to say that we’re all born with an expiration date: and there’s nothing we can really do to forestall The Grim Reaper if our number is called.

That is how I feel. I’m not afraid to shed my earthen vessel – I know where my spirit will be going; and now that Bob is no longer here with me, and the kids have cut me cold, I have nothing to hold me earthbound. I’ll be here as long as Elohim dictates, and I’m not going to spend that time worrying about my life and when it may end.

Pam & Cheryl both have families; they are naturally concerned, and perhaps a little freaked out. I have nothing to lose – there is no one left to miss me when I’m gone, so I’m really not worried: I’ve lived with the Spector of death all my life. I placed my life in Elohei’s hands a looong time ago.

What will be, will be.

The coronavirus has been around a long time. This strain may be “a new strain”, but it is basically the same virus that has been around at least since the 1950’s. It has reached pandemic status now because we live in a mobile world now … people are constantly on the go, globe-trotting to 3^rd world countries – and unwisely pandering to the ‘open borders’ sector of society.

There are natural remedies that can safe-guard you against a viral attack.

Here is one link: (https://oand.org/uncategory/top-ten-natural-anti-viral-agents/).

I chew raw garlic & drink green tea; but most of all, I trust Elohim with my life – I’m “good” :-D

As our visit came to an end, and we were saying our goodbye’s – I stood on my front porch, talking small talk with them as they walked the sidewalk to their cars. A silver compact car drove by with the driver’s window down … and what happened made me laugh, and left the girls with their mouths open in stunned disbelief:

I am still chuckling ;-)

And I bet Bob was howling with laughter.

I’m a 63 year old chubby granny – nothing special to gawk at.

And, while I still have much of my natural hair color; there is a LOT of gray coming in: and where it looked like ‘highlights’ a year ago, my hair has grayed up considerably since becoming a widow 14 months ago …

Maybe he was gawking at all that sparkling glitter ;-D

Maybe he was awed by my fabulous Queenly self-confidence as I stood on the front porch of my castle ;-)

Whatever {it} was, it brought laughter into my day – and THAT was a good thing.