Sixty-nine arrived on the fifteenth of this month.
It will remain for another three hundred and sixty-four days.
It gave me an unwanted bolt of reality…one not to ignore.
As an adult, a birthday and another year passing was a usual happening. I even enjoyed birthday presents! Then, after the one major event which struck out at me seemed to change my world. I began to feel I was on some precipice scratching for a twig that would steady a slippery slide. The twig’s hold worked for many months. Then to my exasperation, a collection of deleterious ills happened to me. I thought I had let go of the twig and landed in a huge cup and saucer. The cup and saucer sat on a spinning circle that slowed only for a second. As it slowed, another little lifetime ill had occurred .
I often think–
At fifteen you pine for freedom so that you can do as you wish.
At 20 life cannot hurt you when you meet it head on fearlessly.
At 40 your career blossoms and you smile and count your money!
When 50 rolls around they say you are over-the-hill! Stupid–
And the next decade begins a slow spiral own to the number 69.
The future is something akin to a crap shoot….Some Win and Some Lose.
Maybe now it is the time for bit more thought:
- Norman Cousins–
The tragedy of life is not death but what we let die inside of us while we live.
- Robert Frost–
The afternoon knows what the morning never suspected.”
Sometimes to soak myself in my tears and fears, I find that even misery can bring strength back to the mind.
- John Scalzi—
The problem with aging is not that it’s one damn thing after another—it’s every damn thing, all at once, all the time.
- Linda Robinson—
I have to start loving what comes next and stop hating I won’t be a part of it.
- My Mother—
To look backwards does no good, look forward to Tomorrow and what it may bring.