Time to Party
August 2nd was a day to remember for me. I have had many memorable events, including the following: Climbing Mount Rainier and staying overnight on the summit, flying a sailplane to 20,000 feet over the Sierra Nevada mountains on oxygen, taking aerobatic flight lessons, doing loops, rolls and hammerheads, racing sled dogs in Alaska, graduating from medical school with honors at age 42, having a great husband who encouraged me to do what I wanted to do, having a great son & daughter-in-law and living long enough to see my perfect granddaughter reach age 16. Oh, and I survived a plane crash in snowy mountains with multiple fractures, requiring helicopter rescue. I’ve driven formula Fords and driven faster than many people in a Porsche 928 on Seattle International Raceways. I’m a marksman, knitter, painter and writer with too many projects to count, but on August 2nd I did something I never imagined would be possible.
I climbed the winding staircase to the Land of Octogenarians. I can’t believe I’m 80! We celebrated at the Whitefish Lake Golf Course Restaurant, my favorite place to eat. A glass of good wine, lobster and dinner with dear friends. Cheers!
Today I completed formatting and uploaded the finalized Papa Dearest manuscript for my paperback. I soon see if it was acceptable and if so, I will publish it.