My children think I am a hippy. My husband thinks I am A.D.D. My grandchildren know I have candy. A child of the sixties, a teen in the seventies and a wife and mom in the eighties, and so on. My life this far has been an education. People say some things never change but my husband says I become a completely different person every three years. Sometimes controversial, sometimes devils advocate, and sometimes actually wise. Always looking to the future. One thing is certain, I know who I am. I am grateful for these last 6 decades and the lessons they brought. I welcome the ones to come.