August 31-Old vs New
Happy Friday. Another week draws quickly to completion. And I am tired! I’ve worked so hard and long everyday this week that this morning, my body is bruised and sore and I’m starting out tired. More than once I’ve picked up (or tried to pick up) a box that was too heavy or a piece of furniture and just lost my balance. That kind of thing never used to happen to me. When I was in my 20s and 30s or even 40s, moving was at most a 2-day affair. But now, it’s been almost a week and I still have boxes and blank walls! It’s time for me to face the fact that I am in an older body. My tent is starting to show some wear and tear and there are things I simply cannot do any longer. It saddens me, but cartwheels are no longer in my repertoire. And neither is staying up late every night, eating whatever I want, running fast, the splits, and the list goes on. And the things I can do take longer and that makes me a little crazy. But it’s what happens with age. “Then, when our dying bodies ...