ONE ADVANTAGE OF GROWING OLD
Sometimes as we age…as we hit the downside of our prime
we have a tendency to forget things…occasionally to lose track of the time.
And even though our memory becomes something we can’t always seem to manage
there are those days…those moments…when we can use this to our advantage.
The other day I woke up convinced that is was Friday…and although Fridays I adore
Deborah informed me early on…that it was the day before.
But because of the way this old man’s memory works…I didn’t feel betrayed…
On the contrary since it was Thursday instead of Friday…
in my mind I gained an entire day
Immediately I decided not to think of how the connections in my memory crossed
but to take advantage of the 24 hours I thought that I had lost.
It made my breakfast smoothie taste better than usual…putting a smile on my face…
Next we decided to play putt-putt in Maggie Valley at our favorite putt-putt place.
From putt-putt we headed to Joey’s pancake house for lunch…
(not wanting these precious added hours to stop)
where I ate lemon poppyseed pancakes with blueberry syrup on top.
For dinner we bought tuna subs from Subway
and took a picnic to our favorite place on the Blue Ridge Parkway to eat…
I even had them put double tuna on my sub…for an extra added treat.
In the evening we sat on our porch…the end of a day I’ll never forget
playing our favorite card game while watching a mountain sunset.
And I went to bed thinking how lucky I was…glad I had found a way
to enjoy every moment, every minute…every hour…of my extra day.
You might be thinking to yourself…that’s impossible…
there’s no way for anyone to can gain an entire day…
but my old brain,
and my old heart…
do not feel the same way.
Copyright © Jim Yerman | Year Posted 2025
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