I am getting smarter as I live longer.  I am beginning to recognize the things that happen in a day that affect me positively and make me feel good about life.  One thing that I notice is that despite my life of near solitude I do enjoy some people especially when it is related to church discussion or family.  And family and church is a real day maker for me.  My day was going alright, but then at our family home evening dinner I enjoyed some Irish stew made with mutton (Sheila didn't like it very much) and then some discussion that I did participate in ( I even sang a song) and afterwards Sister Hogan told me that I was 'special' and Bro. Jackson said nice things about me too. So I got my strokes and I came home feeling quite good about my day.  But being old it all exhausts my energy so I am ready to end my day even though my spirits are still floating a bit.  (I also have to go use the bathroom.)  I actually was surprised about my #'s today, they were really quite good.  Maybe all of this fretting that I do is really a waste of time and energy that could be better used.  And I also starting wondering about how to have this every day.  Is there another life out there for me?  It makes me wonder.