Spending perfect summer days with my family brings out all possible feelings of happpiness. A road trip with Jennifer to Northern California to visit with her sister, and therefore my daughter,Michelle and her family for a long weekend brings out a thought or two for me to ponder. I never imagine anyone ever worrying about me. On this trip I sense some worry on the part of the sisters. Am I ok? Am I aging? The answers are that I am ok and yes I am aging. The humorous part is that I have always been the languid type but just not allowed to be because life interfered with that. Now my couch potato nature can be nurtured and made into perfection if I choose. I am not quite there yet, but On Being of An Age I must be careful not to worry to anyone as I perfect my skills at languid. It must be a change to find me not wanting to make their decisions; no longer being quite as opinionated and a Buzz Kill, as one might call it. I am simply relaxed and enjoying my little families just as they are. And if I seem less energetic, didn’t you see me dribble that ball and make all those baskets?