It is starting to dawn on me that the older I get, the more frail my body becomes.  I’m missing the body of my youth, where the biggest problem was some acne.  Now it’s aching muscles, rashes, general fatigue, etc.  How carefree those days were when my body just performed.  Not so now.  Now I take medicine for my blood pressure, and I never thought in a million years that I would become one of those complaining old people.  You see, when your body is not feeling well, you become irritable, and you complain.  You complain about small things, large things, invisible things, today’s youth, coffee, people’s driving, et cetera.  Oh how I wish for the health of my youth!