There's not a lot still  to write for bringing God and me up to date although we won't be finished until my last breath.  I'm in the middle of something right now regarding health, decisions to be made and God's part in it all. It might be good to postpone writing for a few more days until things are sorted out.  

I don't mean that to sound like I'm about to kick the bucket. I'm not. At least I don't think I am.

Life is really good at the moment. It's beautiful. I'm more alive at the moment than I've ever been in life. And that's in spite of myself. Each day is an adventure to unfold. Sounds so cliche but sometimes cliches are real. Sometimes.

I can't wait to see where the remaining days take me whether that be five years, ten years or one year.