My two middle children, Julie and Jory, are concerned about my health. They make no bones about it….they come right out and tell me. I take their concern with the intent in which it is given….out of love… and fear that something will happen to me. They both have made their pleas to “be serious Mom, and please make sure you walk every day”….something I’m not always fond of doing. I don’t know why exactly…I was always such an active person when I was younger…couldn’t sit still in fact. But as I’ve gotten older, I’ve gotten into this sedentary rut, if you will. I don‘t know exactly when it started, but I’m willing to bet it was around the time my last child finally took the step to leave the nest; go off to college and start the next chapter in his life. Makes sense.