looking back, looking forward

Here we are on the eve of the eve of a brand new year and I'm wondering what might be in store for me next.  In 2015 I retired, down sized, got involved in some satisfying volunteer work and generally settled in to my new little nest.  But recently I enjoyed conversation with two different ladies whom I know from church. Each of these ladies is 95 years old, in great spirits and very intelligent and well spoken.  It occurred to me that I could also, conceivably, live to be 95 (another 24 years) which gives me time for a whole new career or at least avocation.  Now I just need to decide what it will be. I don't think I'm quite ready to write the great American novel, or become another Grandma Moses with my paintings, and for sure it won't be a musical career, but I think something will come along. 2016 looms full of hope.