Betty Moses

In its way, 2018 has been a very hard year as loved ones left us behind to face life on this earth without them.

I’m not yet ready to share with the world the sorrow I hold in my heart. It’s too personal.

But I am an old woman now, and as we become old, we realize that life goes on and it is precious. Each day is to be savored for the blessings that come our way.

So, instead of making new year’s resolutions (who keeps them anyway?), I have decided to list the things that have brought me joy in 2018.

As you can understand by reading my list, I can be quite superficial with the things that make me happy.

First of all, I’m so happy that I don’t have to make a resolution to lose weight in 2019. This has been a yearly resolution since I reached 30.

Finally, this year I realized that dieting was causing me to gain weight. I have probably lost 500 pounds over the years through various means of losing weight, including the Swedish milk diet, the banana diet, the grapefruit diet, SlimFast and last, but not least, Dr. Atkins who became my best friend.

The problem with shedding the pounds was that they all eventually came back, plus an additional 10 pounds each time my body filled out again.

In 2018, I gave up dieting, my weight has stayed the same and I only have to have one size of clothing in my closet, not three different sizes for a fluctuating body.

One thing I’m thankful for is definitely not superficial. It makes me happy that my grandchildren Madeleine, 17, and Collin, 14, still love spending time with their old grandmother.

I know the day will come when they prefer to spend time with their friends, but until that happens, I will savor each day we hang out together.

I’m also thankful that I can call Domino’s where they live in the next town over, give my credit card number and treat them to pizza or subs whenever they have a craving.

And I’m very happy that Madeleine and Collin have come to realize that twice a week is a bit too often to call for pizza. Good kids.

Speaking of food, I’m certainly appreciative of the curbside service so many restaurants are adopting. I only have to place an order on my computer before I leave work and my favorite eggplant parmigiana is ready to pick up by the time I get to the Olive Garden on my way home.

I have a wonderful meal large enough to share with my son Jeff, and we don’t have to turn on the stove. I’m thankful and Jeff is too.

Another thing I thank God every day for is that I have a job that allows me to be able to afford the eggplant and other goodies I pick up on my way home each day. Best of all, I’m truly blessed with the great crew that I work with that makes life so much easier for an old lady that doesn’t get around too well. I love them all.

Lest I forget, thanks to BritBox, I’ve been introduced to a whole series of quirky British and Scottish murder mysteries that have kept me glued to the TV every weekend. And let’s not forget Netflix and Amazon Prime.

Nothing like a good crime to stimulate an old brain into action.


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