Sometimes I’m reminded of my place in life…..well, especially in the life of the people we know. The people we love, and the people we think love us.
Today….I will start treating people like they treat me! Seems only fair.
With indifference and certainly with a lack of consideration!
It’s not a bad thing being 63….I feel the same way I did yesterday! But ask me that a year from today….
I don’t mind birthdays, I just wish they didn’t get here, so quick!
Life is suppose to slow down at some point….or so I heard…..when you get old, when you retire, when the kids are all gone…but it just doesn’t seem like it does….it moves a little faster and in those quiet moments when no ones around and no ones listening, I sit and contemplate my existence…and count my blessings, one more day, one more memory, one more hug, one more kiss….the sweet words of being told your loved and cared for…the little arms of hugs and the arms of of the people who love me, the ones I love. All tightly squeezing and caring around your neck become more precious and inviting….
The shared memories with friends, and family…
The everyday tasks and the continued gifts of sights and sounds, smells and touch..
The world lives at your fingertips…..a slight caresses, a beautiful rose from my garden, the striking red colors of cardinals flying about….a beautiful sunset in the horizon, like a painting, as the evening sets and night takes hold of your hand and gently sits with you in slumber…dreams of faraway places, people you’ve loved and love…all waking you up to greet another day….another sunrise.
It’s a beautiful October day…..the spirit of my parents, my sister take an extra tight hold of my heart and soul this days….fond and joyful memories…smiles and caring words…they filter softly and gently thru the breeze, touching my heart….how I miss them so…but they live in my memory…they live in each of us who carry their blood and DNA…always here…Always!
I’ve had a wonderful morning….in the presence of God…with the the man I love most in this world. In the good things that have helped shape me into the woman I am today…even the negative, even the unkind people have helped. Tall the things to give us courage, help us to love harder, be more appreciative of the blessings we have, of life!
It’s a good day to be alive!!!
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I waited for you…car after car drove by…people walking Down the sidewalk….some lost in their thoughts, thinking of their complicated life’s….other Oblivious to the things and people around them….still others, rude and too full of something… The people who were friendly far outnumbered the rest, but you remember the negative before you remember the good. I waited….sitting there…searching the faces, the cars..for a glimpse of you….for a smile a wave, acknowledgement…I waited. Where were you? The night grew darker and colder. And I continued to sit, to look, to wait. Wrapping my scarf tighter around my face, my hands digging deeper into my pockets….I could see my breath floating up into the sky. It slowly rose with each breath I took and exhaled….I thought of smoke signals…maybe you would see them…writing your name high on the horizon..lite by the city lights…maybe you would see my message….I’m waiting. The hours passed..the people left..the cars gone….the silence grew…the moon began to creep up in the distance…full, large, round…bright red and menacing in the sky….it smiled a pathetic smile and seemed to wink at me…I’ll wait with you she said….the hours passed and yet you did not come! My feet are numb, my fingers cold…my tears freeze as they fall to the ground…the frozen grass crunches under my feet…..and I wait for you…. Have you forgotten…have you finally forgotten me…the moons moved further in the sky…it sits right over my head…like a giant crown it hovers over me…She looks down on me….a sad look in Her face….She whispers, go home..he is gone…never to return…I wave my fist at her and yell, No, No…. I sit here waiting…the hours have passed, the nights turned to tomorrow……My life I’ve wasted, waiting for you..