Remembering when . . .
Once upon a time, I was a young, healthy,
slender runner . . . teacher and world traveler,
mother of many and living life to the fullest.
Now, I'm an elder, with the usual ills that
accompany one's journey. I walk rather than
run. My somewhat slender body is filled out.
I only travel the state and on a good day, a
state away. I am mother of only a few. I am
still teaching, but classes of a more spiritual
nature. And although my life is small by
comparison to yesteryear, it is still full, and
for this I am ever grateful!
It's interesting how we are encouraged to
live in the now, never look back and to get
on with life. But I find as one ages, there is
much value in looking back, albeit sorrows
'mongst the joys.
I love looking back at my children of then
and seeing them today in the now. I enjoy
hearing from students of yore, experiencing
their journeys as told by them and honoring
their successes. What fun to tell tales out of
school with girlfriends over a glass or two.
Here's to us, weathering the sorrows and
reveling in the joys that life dishes out!
strange rememberings
utterly mystifying
pray forgive myself
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