For a split second, I was 20 again (ok, maybe 30)! – We watched the BeeGee commemorative special last weekend. Just hearing that music again made me want to dance! Music can stir up such strong memories! I woke up every day with a different BeeGee song in my head.
Now what? – Aging stinks in many ways. This past week my feet broke. Not in the traditional broken bone sense but two pair of really comfortable shoes started to hurt. I once worked for a woman (crazy but that’s a post in itself) who always said that you should change shoes midday. I was working in design at the time and spent most of the day on my feet. I had young feet (yes, there is such a thing) at the time and didn’t heed her advice. Now I’m thinking she was right.
Off to the races – We had a busy April this year. There was a wedding and a good friend always has a Seder dinner (and includes us clueless gentiles). After that, the summer season is on its way. Two blinks later, we are talking about pumpkin pie and holidays. This year I am going to be “mindful” of the wonderfulness of summer. (Sure, easy to say now, wait until the temps reach 90 degrees with 90% humidity!) The alternative is that life flies too fast and you don’t appreciate the “now.” (Lessons I have learned from Nancy and Val).
Transitional – Right now we are in a transitional season. Some days are very cool and some days are warm and pleasant. The fish come to the surface for food and the frogs are eyeing mates. The porch is open for business although it’s been a little cool lately. I get “homesick” (or maybe “longing” is a better word) for those carefree summer days I had as a child. Cute little shorts outfits and long days outside. Sure wish I would have been more “mindful” back then.
A maudlin thought – I’m still (for two years now) working on how I want my death handled – wills, funeral arrangements, celebrations or nothing and of course, a stipend for my cats. I also want to die in the summer. My family has a history of dying in January, when the ground is frozen and the weather awful. The more snow on the ground, the more likely there is to be a death. I would prefer something sunny and cheerful (but not too cheerful because….well, you know…I do want to be missed to some extent). Besides margaritas are so much better in the summer.
So how was your week?