Last night she sighed and said we were old Then I remembered her from the week before Laughing and running through the park Playing tag and yelling Youre it With our children and grandchildren We may have been here a long time But we wont end our lives choking on our own stale dust Old? I smile when I think of her and fun is the word that comes to my mind.
Take her parking and well you know, teenage style. That'll make you both feel young. Don't tell me, you already do that regularly don't you, you old dog!
That's great! I'm 60 and while I can't deny or ignore certain aches and pains I'm actually feeling pretty good about where I am at this phase of life. It's taken me a long time to get to where I am in life...lot's of hard lesson's learned...but I have no desire to go back or to pretend to go back. Know what I like about getting older? I've noticed how certain vanities are long gone and I find that very liberating. I mean, I try to take care of myself (5'10" at 180 pounds) but I'm not out to try and impress anyone and if no one notices me that's fine. I just go about my way feeling very content. It's a nice feeling.
It sure is a great feeling. : Maybe that is part of wisdom and it sounds like you have some. Being FREE is awesome. I'm turning 61 this week. Party on dude !
I'll level with you here with total honesty. When you say being free is awesome....I've been alone (and I DO mean alone) since my divorce 20 years ago. But I'm not lonely in anyway, nor do I crave "anything" from anybody. I love what freedom I have and still can't think of one reason why I'd want to give that away. Not one. So yeah, I call it freedom. It's not for everybody, and I don't hate anybody or anything. But we all find our own way in time. Happy birthday in advance!!
Thank bro. It's great that you are complete and free living a single life. Yes, we each have to find our own way. It has never been one size fits all. Wouldn't it be boring if it was.
Sounds like you have a good bead on things, Slo. When I go, I want to go quietly in my sleep, like grandpa. Not screaming and yelling like the passengers in his car.
Another year cast unto the wayside Another day thats gone to spoil Another hour delays my duties The minutes my earth to toil