I really can't believe that later this week, God willing, I will turn 68. It seems like just yesterday I was 9 and 43 and 29. The years speed by and somehow I never quite catch up. I remember playing four square on my friend's driveway like it was yesterday. I remember the "surprise" party that someone had for me when I turned 30. It was the most awful birthday of my life.
But, somehow I am headed toward the end of my 6th decade and those old memories are just memories. In my head I feel like a kid, but my body is old and slow moving. It surprises me, this body of mine. It is no longer nine, or 43 or 29.
I am learning to get old. I have medicines and complaints. I remember the good old days. People my age are dying. I am needing something done to my knee. I am gray and balding a little bit in the front.
But, 68 will be a good age to be. I have 2 beautiful grandchildren. I can still walk and travel. I can still have dreams and plans and schemes. So, happy birthday to me later this week.
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