Changes
I’ve changed over the years—some for the better and maybe some for the worst. I thought turning 70 would be a distasteful milestone, but I’m finding turning 74 has hit me harder. I’m much more reflective at 74 than I was at 70. But I’ll live with it, but now it seems to me that 74 is old. But I’m better than the average 74 year old. At least I think I am.
I was foolish enough to jump in the pool the other day and the bottom came up much more quickly than expected and I kind of jammed my right knee. I thought to myself I can’t do that again! I’ve been swimming a bit more lately to exercise my upper body. I’m not worried too much about my lower body but my upper body needs strengthening exercises.
My right knee still hurts a little, but give it a few years and it should be fine. By then something else will hurt. I find my balance is a little off, but I have little to complain about. I might sit around a bit more than I like these days, but my wife manages to keep me busy enough. I find it easier to say I’m just a crazy old man. But my wife hates for me to say this about myself, but it makes for a good excuse.
I want to think I’ve changed for the better. I’m not getting old, but getting better. But I seem to have more patience these days. I don’t feel rushed and hurried. I’m slowing down as we do as we age. I feel contentment about life. And I’ve come a lot further in life than many. A lot don’t make it this far. And I find patience as I smoke my pipe. Today it is my Dunhill with some Bayou Night. That is one thing that can’t be rushed. We went out for breakfast this morning and I got one free for my birthday from our local breakfast diner. So, things aren’t all bad. Thank you for your time and Peace to each one of you.
Dave
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