Where has the summer gone. It is already the first week of the Fall season and I feel like I have been caught up in a whirlwind. The time has literally flown this year. Do you ever get the feeling that individual days sometimes drag to the point that you feel like you are in slow motion and then before you know what hit you, it is the end of the week and you say to yourself now how in the world did that happen?
Time has a way of playing tricks on us. When we are doing something, like work, it kicks us, punches us and just outright annoys us. It puts us through the ringer and spits us out the other side. Time can dawdle around like Prissy in Gone with the Wind.
When we are doing things that we enjoy and want to make the most of the short time available to us, time rushes past us. It leaves us standing there looking dumb struck, as it looks back at us and laughs. Then shoots us a bird as it speeds off into the past. So one way or the other we are trying to hurry time up or slow it down. One thing is for sure "Time waits for no man", it moves at its on pace and we are not in control.
So much for my yammering about time. I really am just thankful for the time I have now, have had in the past and hope to have in the future.
As I grow older, it never ceases to amaze me at the things that can go wrong with this container that we call our body. The other night John and I were sitting in the living room watching TV. I was in one recliner with myself hooked up to a portable electrode device that was sending electric waves into my shoulder and back. John was in the other recliner cleaning his hearing aids. ( Yes John finally had something fall apart). I thought he just had selective hearing , but apparently he has moderate hearing loss. So if you ask us what we have on our night stand, it will be all our spare parts. Glasses, contact lens, hearing aids, electrode device, glucose tester and a glass of water in case one of us has to take an anti acid during the night. Oh the joys of aging.
I can remember when I was a very young child of going to my Grandparent's house. My Grand daddy had lost an eye when he was a young man. When he didn't have his eye in, he would have it sitting in a glass of water by his night stand. My Grand Mother kept her teeth in another glass on the night stand. I would go into the bedroom and kneel down next to the night stand with my chin propped on the edge of the stand and stare at the eye. Now I was not to impressed with the teeth because I knew people lost teeth when they were little and they grew back. I just figured that is how old people's teeth came back. But the eye was a different story. I had never seen anyone keep their eye in a glass. As I would stare at the eye I would wonder if it could see me and in that case could Grand Daddy see me through that eye even though he was sitting the living room. ( You have to remember I was just a little kid. Not stupid.) I guess these were some of the things they kept on their night stand.
I call all these things our spare parts. I just hope things level off soon or we may have to get a bigger night stand.
No comments:
Post a Comment