How is life treating me? Pretty good.

Yeah, when I wake up each day, I am the happiest person on this earth. I don’t compare myself to anyone else.

You know? I realize that people do age different. And I can see some 78-year-olds – 68-year-olds that can’t do what I am doing. But, that’s the process of aging.

I was sitting home doing nothing, I had finished a basket and I didn’t have any material to do any quilting. I says I’m going to the police department to see if they are hiring crossing guards. It gives me an opportunity to get out of the house one hour in the morning, one hour in the afternoon.

I would love to get in my car, Chevy Cruze. And I do cruise in it, and travel Route 66. All the way. Just like the song says Route 66 – I would love to travel Route 66 in my car.

How has age made me better? Experience – what I’ve experienced in my 78 years. And I remind myself not to fall into the trap of the bad anymore and take the good and just hold onto it.

The younger generation should practice more respect. I think they should take the opportunity to look in the mirror each day and say “I’m going to respect that person I see.” And if they can respect that person that they see in the mirror, they would be able to respect anybody.

Old, I think, is just a word. It’s just – it’s a mental thing. You know? I don’t consider myself old. I consider myself better. I’m better than old. It’s just like good wine. The older the better. For 78, I’m living the life. I’m living the life. I am #WithIt!