What I actually wrote Monday morning and what I thought I wrote ended up being quite different when I just reread it to refresh my memory.  I did write 'sabbatical' which was true, but I do remember telling Sheila that I felt like I had arrived at a new plateau of sorts after my 66th birthday on Friday and then kind of restarting when Monday morning rolled around.  I have pondered that concept since and feel more and more that my life is somehow different from what it was before our trip.  The trip itself was out of this world so before and now after is what I am thinking about, and I do feel very different.  I first noticed it on Sunday at church.  I can't quite explain it even to myself other then to say that it is a new plateau, a new era, a new stage of life or level of progress.  It doesn't seem strange, just a little new and unfamiliar.  This has happened to me many times before, but this one seems even more different.  Maybe that's the way that it is supposed to work in the eternal progression thing.  After all,  today is as much a part of my eternity as any other day, past or future.  I do really wonder what it all means.