I heard someone say the other day that the start of each new year brings us closer to……well, let’s just say that in the spectrum of life each new year brings us towards…..well, where we end up at the end of that spectrum.  But those are my words. His were a little darker.

That’s what I was thinking of while playing hide and seek with my 4 year old grandson today.  I was crouching in what was probably a really cool yoga position, but was a position I hadn’t crouched in ever a long time, hiding on the cold slate of the fireplace and half-way behind the couch.  An awesome hiding place.  Unfortunately, it was such a good hiding place that my grandson couldn’t find me.  Which made me think of what that guy said about getting older.

I’m 62.  I’m not thrilled to be 62, but it certainly beats…