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Aged Decisions

“Birth day” is the actual day one exits from the womb, (thereafter, “birthday”, is but a colloquialism for the anniversary of that birth). Well … today is mine. I’m finally old enough to drive … (times 4.56!). Now, I’m old enough to vote … (times 3.476!). One of my sons, too, this month, will become a half-century old … which makes me realize: I’m older’n dirt! It is truly amazing: Once you reach this age, it really, truly is incomprehensible that so many years have passed since taking that first breath – because our minds don’t allow us to think we’re “aged”! Our thoughts tell us we can still lift that couch … or a 100 lb. sack of seed … or a box of twenty books. But … the actual attempt proves our minds still have their roots in the concrete of yesteryear, while our bodies are entrenched in the reality of … today, (that’s easily confirmed by a quick glance in a mirror!) Contrary to popular belief … we are NOT as “young as we feel” … and to defy reality by allowing our minds to trump our body’s limitations, when it comes to physical exertion, is courting a hospital stay – or worse. For those of us whose physical attributes have waned, we have great difficulty in accepting the fact that we now are relegated to the task of “watching”, not “doing”. That’s the final hurdle we, of necessity, must overcome before we can truly accept … aging. Our children, whom we used to tell and guide in what they could/should do, and when … have now matured. We’ve taught them as best we could, and it is now their turn to drive the carriage – and, if we’re lucky, and don’t try to “boss” them, we may be asked to become passengers. There comes a time when our day in the sun becomes a rocking chair in the twilight. We need to prepare ourselves to recognize that change of circumstance and situation. It’ll be difficult for some of us … because WE’VE always been the one “in charge”. If we are to survive with our dignity intact and retain relationships with those we love … we have to find a way to hand over the reins – and MEAN it – to the next generation which we ourselves have spawned. Our remaining decisions will be: Whether or not to re-bait that fishing hook … or what channel to watch … any decision more meaningful will need to be made by … our kids.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014




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Date: 6/4/2014 10:30:00 AM
Jack; I totally agree with you on this one.. We raise our kids the best we can, but they grow up and have their own ideas. My daughter is only in charge of my medical decisions. I am still in charge of my finances. I think every age has it's advantage. Thanks for sharing and have a blessed day... Lucilla
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Date: 6/3/2014 2:04:00 AM
Very good right my friend and good advice that I will probably ignore as long as possible.. :-)
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Date: 6/3/2014 5:01:00 AM
I ignored it too, Arlene ... 'til I got into a disagreement with one of my sons. After that ... I changed my mind. Prior to that, (I realized), I had thought I would always be "in charge" ... time and circumstance changed my outlook ... but, had that disagreement not occurred - I'd probably have had more disagreements. Jack C
Date: 6/2/2014 6:16:00 AM
that could be a scary thought - terrifying! Great horror poem Jack - wink
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Date: 6/2/2014 8:33:00 AM
Hey! Thanks for stopping by, Sandy! I appreciate your comments. I need to tell you, too: I've read your "Purple Door" poem at least 10 times ... a very good write! Jack C

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