When I’m 62…

…somebody please remind me not to take this life for granted.  And so be it…'cuz today I am 62.  I am sitting here in the apartment with Richard on this foggy day.  We are going out to Marin today to celebrate with friends…it is going to be a long day.  Being that it is my birthday…I have turned over a new leaf and this new leaf tells me to watch my tongue…I am feeling a bit weird about this gathering today.  Last friday night we went out to dinner with a group…Anado had a martini and two beers…quite out of the blue, one of my friend starts a conversation about how Anado had forgotten her birthday and had not acknowledged her at the wedding of Anado and Richard….to be quite honest I just forgot…I know I can be selfish…but this was an honest slip of forgetfulness….so I need to take a step back and acknowledge her pain and move on…this too shall pass… as they say!  So what happened last Friday was a lesson…remember thyself, Anado…as Gurjieff would say…but while I am reminding myself of myself….Remember those friends that surround me…