Fulfilling the Goal

The Goal 

was to get back to normal activity. 

I ride my adult recumbent trike

again;

not as often or as far or as long or as fast

but I ride it.

I swim three days a week

not as far or as long or as fast

but I swim.

I do stretches every morning.

I do the laundry, some dishes,

Am I back to normal activity?

OK, so I've been selective.

I don't do yard work or shovel snow.

I do limited housework.

I cannot get cooking back on the agenda.

I worry that I'm becoming a spoilt brat.

Selfish.

Yet I need some perks,

wouldn't you say?

I hasten to make the goal a reality

while I can

because even I know

it won't last.
Not only because of the cancer
throughout my body,
but also because of my advanced age.
At least, I thought it was advanced
until we helped Sylvia
celebrate her 99th birthday.

Jeanette 83 October 3 - Sylvia 99 October 9