There are different times in life when the question of what you're going to do in the future comes up. Getting ready to go into high school you usually have to make decisions about classes that will get you into college. College comes and you have to major in one thing or another and sometimes that changes before graduation. Maybe college isn't in the cards and now you will have to choose a trade or job that will support you and perhaps a family. It goes on and on until one day you're getting close to the choices that will take you to the final days. I find myself wondering how I'll feel when I'm swiping my badge that lets me into the secret elevator that takes me to surgery for the final time. When I put my password into the computer that records my in and out time for work for the last time. Will I find another job perhaps? Will I sit in a rocker and let my joints go stiff? Travel? Blog? I'm still pondering those decisions. Today our newspaper ran a lovely story of a beautiful lady that goes to our Church. I think I may have mentioned this in a previous post. Estelle is 94 years young and has published her first book.