Every Now and Then
"Every now and the I get a little bit nervous that the best of all the years have gone by."
Okay so I didn't write those words and Bonnie Tyler sang them but I can sing them too. I do feel as if, in many ways, the best of all the years have gone by. The years when doors were open, skin was soft, and surprises where there for the choosing. Those were exciting times, what-will-come-next times, who-will-enter-my-life times. Shiny days and agile, energetic days, sensual, tip toe days.
I know I can still have adventures and doors can still open but it isn't the same. The world itself isn’t the same as it was even 30 years ago. I know, get over it. There's nothing you can do about closed doors or changing global/political trends. All you can do is embrace the change. Curiosity and energetic days can still be in the mix but you have to leave the door open for them.
People talk about age as being irrelevant. I’m going to call them out on that. Age should not be used against a person but clearly health, energy, ability to bring in an income - all of these factor into whether age is irrelevant or not. So how can you fool yourself into thinking that you are still young and fresh with opportunities for growth? Or maybe the task is to tell yourself it doesn’t matter anymore. Accept all that is laid in front of you. Decorate your day with joie de vivre, even if it is pretend. Be happy. Enough.
Dear Graciewilde,
Your last conversation about “Humpty-Dumpty” took days of contemplation…. then I went back to bed. I suspect you and I are riding the same wave. Sometimes without a board! And that my wonderful writer is why I love to read your work. Contemplation is oft times an overlooked, healing word. The fact that it also takes some serious private time is also forgotten.
So, anytime a writer, or a friend, or a world situation throws the word up on your windshield , don’t turn on the wipers. Go home , park, hide but take your word “contemplation” with you and get to know each other.
The next moment might bring up the word “introspection”. The result is not unlike having a straight up martini. A simple and momentary peace!
May your chocolate Easter Bunny bring some comfort. And may all our colored eggs be hard boiled…. But let our coming days be soft boiled. 🐥🐇💕🐣
Every now => "fresh with opportunities for growth"
Those opportunities drift into your dreams and mature on the perspective you now have. Not young. Never young again. Fresh. We can debate the seasoned or the fresh for awhile. As long as we have awhile ;-)