"I hope to arrive to my death
late, in love, and a little drunk."
~Atticus
Been thinking about the D-word
of late . . . not necessarily sure
why. I know my children find it
somewhat upsetting, so I do try
to be careful.
It's just that one way or another,
I'm on the other end of the stick.
I might add that I'm loving every
minute of it. Nothing wrong with
aging as long as there's joy in it.
Yes, I'm paying for my sins w/
knees and hip pain, but on the
other side of the business, I find
I enjoy every single moment this
life has to offer . . .
A trip to see the kids, a luncheon
out, a peek in a second hand store,
finding that perfect rock by the
side of the road . . . to say nothing
of those glorious stumps my girl
just gave me for the yard.
I'm looking forward to more of the
same. I don't need to travel far to
enjoy what there is to offer. Having
said that, I do understand my near
future will be bringing me . . .
. . . those unwanted gifts of moving
slower, the need for a cane, stiff
joints and maybe even giving up
the odd dance! God, I don't even
want to think about the stairs up to
my bedroom!!!
Still, bottom line . . . life must be
loved, enjoyed, devoured to the
max . . . until death do us part . . .
loving me some life
dancing as fast as i can
pray grant me more time
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