I remembering saying “I forget” to my father, more than once in my short life with him.  I can only imagine how frustrated he must have been, every time that I had said that to him.  Why do I bring this up?  This morning as I was driving to my office in Stockton California, I had a great topic for today’s post.  I had a great title and was thinking about songs to include at the end of the post….

….well….now I have forgotten what it was that I wanted to write about.  I know that it was good though.  Thinking about it, I like the words, I Forget.  You can get out of so many situations with just those two words.  “Do you know what the speed limit is here?”  “I forget; please tell me.”    “You were supposed to pick me up from school.  I asked you yesterday.”   “Really?  I forget having that conversation.”   You see, it works.  Okay, maybe not.

I wonder if me not remembering what it was that I wanted to write about, is a sign of old age?  Couldn’t be!  I don’t think of myself as any older than 27.

So today I am grateful that I am healthy and physically fit, especially for a 47 year old man that can be quite lazy, when he wants to be.  I am grateful that I have some wonderful thoughts and then forget them.  Yep, I am grateful for that!  They were wonderful thoughts and they made me happy at the time that I had them.  Now I don’t even think that they qualify as a memory; maybe a forgotten memory, maybe.  There are many things that I am grateful for and right now, it is the conversations that I have with myself.

God Bless and have a great week!

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