Last week I was feeling lonely thinking of my friends who had died or disappeared behind the wall of dementia. I actually made a list of the people who I still have here. It made me feel better. I noticed that there was no one on the list that I had to "put up with". No bosses, trouble makers, or even no one of a different political persuasion. Yes. The big decisions and the high stakes lie in the past. And, along with them lies drama and excitement. Is that depressing or comforting? I think both.
For me, keeping attached to the newness of today involves living "small." A new job, a new love affair, or new home becomes a new book, new class, new restaurant. Or even, unwrapping a new bar of soap.
Boring?
Remember, we can put danger, guilt and regret in the rear view mirror
too.
I love this! And how timely. Just this morning as I took my shower and watched the tiny sliver of soap finally melt away, I thought “Oh good! Now I will unwrap that lovely bar of soap from Italy that I got for Christmas last year.” Those small things have taken on a new significance with age.
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I, too, loved this post. It’s the little things that bring me joy. Today, it was planting all my patio pots with annual flowers. It was so peaceful, beautiful day at 75, and everything looks so nice. 💐Camille
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