This morning I awoke with a start at 6 AM and when I opened my sleepy eyes, I saw a huge 2 inch beige spider hanging right above me, letting itself down on a silken invisible thread. It stopped when I looked at it and began crawling fast up the thread. Last I saw of it, it was creeping along the line where the ceiling meets the wall. I couldn’t sleep anymore for fear she would come back and attack from another direction. And I’m not usually afraid of spiders.
I read, this morning, an article in NYTimes about getting care at the end of life that filled me with dread and fear of becoming incapacitated. I suppose it is all the baby boomers turning 65 that makes it relevant. Talking about this with Bob this morning, he opined that it doesn’t have to be this way. One could just go to sleep and never wake up. There are lots of ways to get old. I want to be realistic about my advancing age’s attacks on my body, but it inspires me to walk more, to work out more. Keeping fit is a major life goal of mine now. And who knows maybe the spider was just a dream image seen in sleepy eyes
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