1. This was an exceptional day.
First, I learned from a text message exchange with Christy in the afternoon and a visit to her room in early evening that she had another day of successful exercises and walking in two physical therapy sessions and experienced added more success in her sessions with the occupational therapist.
If you feel moved to ask me when her rehab time at Shoshone Medical Center will end, my answer will be, "I have no idea."
All I really know is that Christy is doing a variety of exercises using a walker, rehab apparatus, and an exercise machine.
She's getting help with strengthening herself above the waist, including her arms and hands.
She's progressing. I don't know if it's speedy. I do know she's progressing.
2. Starting at 11:00 this morning approximately forty-five people met at Carol Lee and Jake's home on Rose Lake to celebrate that in late 2025 and through much of 2026, members of the Kellogg High School Class of 1972 have turned or are turning 72 years old.
Our birthday party was festive and merry with all kinds of conversations buzzing at many tables: catching up, talking about aging, sharing memories, reporting on current situations in our lives, missing those who couldn't make it and those who have passed away, stories about past escapades, and more.
We enjoyed broasted chicken from Yoke's accompanied by a wide array of snacks, salads, fruit and vegetable plates, desserts, and other delicious offerings that partiers contributed to the potluck.
The weather was moderate and comfortable, the lake gorgeous to gaze upon, and as the party progressed, the title of John Paul Young's mighty hit song, "Love is in the Air" kept popping into my mind.
3. Yes, mortality presents us with many challenges. At today's party, I saw, and I include myself, longtime friends who have experienced any number of health difficulties whether from falling down, being injured at work, having had serious surgeries, having had cancer treatment, some degree of memory loss and cognitive decline, mobility difficulties, and more.
That's sobering.
But on the positive side, aging and confronting morality has also had a mellowing effect on us. It's slowed us down. It's increased our appreciation of one another. It's had a leveling effect. Whatever else we might have achieved or failed at in our lives, when it comes to knowing our lives will end, we are all equals, we are all in the same boat.
I felt this presence of mortality during our party and it wasn't depressing. I felt the loss of the growing number of our classmates who have died, but this sadness was balanced out by my happiness to be with those who are alive and were together today. I cherished our fellowship.