ONE SECOND AT A TIME

Amazingly enough I turned 67 years old this week. Looking back I not only wonder where the year has gone, but where in the heck did 67 years go? I posted on FB the other day that I realized I was the same age as my grand mother when I thought she was on her last leg. Sadly enough she did die at the age of 68. She had some health problems diabetes, high blood pressure and heart trouble to name a few. But wait I have all those things myself. Hmmm.. now I'm starting to wonder why I haven't taken better care of myself?

Getting back to that time thing. Thinking about time and eternity and ever and ever just freaks John out. He can actually have a panic attack just thinking about the ever and ever part. My theory on time is that everything in our life is separated by one second at a time. We didn't just begin life one day have a break then wake up and it was time to go to school, then realize one day that you had finished school, married, had a family, your kids had grown up and had their own family and on and on........

Each minute, hour, day, week, month and year is separated by just a single tick of the clock. Something happened in each second of our lives. I think we look back and only remember the highlights, the big things that had an impact on us. I think back and try to remember the more forgettable stuff like staring into a baby crib and reaching out an touching the soft tiny foot of the neighbors new baby. Recalling how the air smelled when the rain fell on the hot dusty dirt road in the summer time. Taking a cottonwood leaf with the prickly stuff on the front side, then holding it against your skin and smacking it until it left a bright red irritated spot that we called a tattoo. So many things happened in those seconds that it would be totally impossible to remember everything, but every once in a while a fleeting memory of a long forgotten second drifts by and I think, that was an important part of my life.

To celebrate my birthday, John took me out to dinner at a nice Italian restaurant called "Franks".

The food was really good and the decor gave the place a feeling of warmth and stepping back in time. The day was fun, nothing earth shattering but one of those days that will come back to me in the future and I will think, life sure was good that day.