Sometimes an event will happen that changes the way we think. It may take place in an instant, or it may be a slow dawning of a new reality. As I worked my way through my 70's, there has been several events that changed the way I think about things. The ebbing of the knife thing is just the tip of the ice berg of realizing that material possessions don't mean a great deal in the big picture of life.
Maybe it's just being much closer to the end than the beginning, but thought processes do change. I think it's called evolution of the spirit.
But there is so many of you on this site that I consider family, that I drop by to see whats going on with who. Kind of like an alcoholic stopping by the bar and getting a club soda or ginger ale to sip on something while catching with old friends.
