List: Take one

I used to be able to do most anything.  OK, not anything.  I will never be a mountain climber, for example.  The list I write about has to do with what I used to be able to do, comfortably.  Now I am forced to pare down the list.  I am 58.  Somehow I had it in my mind that such paring-down came at age 70.  Why 70?  Well, it seemed somehow... older.  I found myself sitting with a client last week who has had to pare things down in his early fifties.  Several health/life things happened to him in the last three years.  Right.

The list

Of what I can no longer do

Has grown longer and faster

In the last three years.

Every item is check-marked

By the life I live,

By those I love.

There are things

I can no longer do,

Paths I can

No longer take.

Items on the list

Are highlighted

In fluorescent yellow

As opportunities

Present themselves

For viewing.