Sometimes I feel like I am on a comet traveling through space at a million miles an hour.
It seems that our yesterdays are suddenly--- a year ago. Time flies much to quickly. We suddenly find ourselves on a mission to strive to slow life down and live.
Most young folks think that they will never get old, and are ten feet high and bullet proof. I enjoy looking at the young folks, walking around the mall laughing, jollying with their friends. Little do they realize that they are getting old. I say to myself---enjoy it while you can someday if you live, you will be right where I am a old codger, looking at other young folks frolicking like they are locked in your youth.
When I was a young man I too thought that I was a perpetual kid with the Peter Pan Syndrom. I suppose we all didn’t want to grow up. But we had to age to keep on living and living brings old age. What a concept that is. To live, you have to grow into an old person. Who thought of that one? I always thought that every one should age to 35 and then stop ageing. That was lone before I was even near 35 years old. I guess I was at that time looking ahead at getting older and trying to somehow do something about it, or at least dreaming of a miracle to keep from happening. I soon dismissed this fantasy knowing that soon the world would be full of 35-year-old 'Whipper Snappers' with no old folks to make fun of.
They say old people are wise, and can always give advice and insight to problems arriving from their experiences. I expect that is true to a certain extent however I hope some young person does’t ask me to tell them something profound about something I was suppose to know. I already forgot the stuff I was suppose to know. I am lucky to remember to put on my belt and make sure my bill fold is in my paints or my watch is on my arm. It’s funny that I can tell you who said what to me on a fishing trip 40 years ago and I can't tell you what I had for supper yesterday.
As we live our lives--- if we are scrupulous, we can pretty much stay on course and not wind up on death roll.
I reached this pinnacle of my life by god’s grace. I may not have the vast knowledge that some old folks are said to have, but I am still kicking and above the ground. I am always thankful for every day that I live---another day above the ground , another day to enjoy life’s treasures of sun sets sun rises and full moons.
Growing old is a honor. The sad thing is, in order not to get older, we have to die. So I well take the alternative and grow old--- if I can live that long.