He told me that he was not going to let God take me to heaven. He was going to hold onto my hand really tight and not let go.
Eventually to calm him down I told him I was going to live until I reached 120 years old at least. This, I think gave him a bit of comfort. And me also if I'm truthful. I thought that the idea was not too far fetched. I think I began to believe it in some strange way.
I don't make promises to my extremely handsome son George unless I intend to keep them. Sadly however I am going to have to break this one.
Today I feel old. I am old. In a few months I shall be 65. Only five years short of the allotted three score years and ten. That is old. My aching body often reminds me of this.
120 years! What a fool I was to make that promise. But the intention was truly there.
Sorry about that son. I love you very much indeed.
John, this post reminded me of a quote..."It's not the years in your life, but the life in your years" and am certain your son, George, would agree. Some days we all feel older than our years.
ReplyDeleteMy Dad promised to drive me to my 100th birthday party. He's not going to.
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I see you are having another bad day. Because you and I are the same age I understand how you feel. The good thing is that tomorrow you will feel less old and you will be ready for a new adventure. I think you should go to town and paint the flowers at the church. DO IT!
ReplyDeleteNow you've made ME feel old... and you're younger than me!
ReplyDeleteAh, that's sweet. We often tell our children white lies to make them feel better. I'm sure he won't hold you to it, because he is a wise young man now and he will probably remember your white lie very fondly and do the same for his children.
ReplyDeleteI understand how you feel. I WANT to do yardwork, plant vegis and flowers and have to do it all with one good arm, which feels very useless because arms were meant to work in tandem.
Take some time out today; enjoy your critters, paint something beautiful and you'll be feeling your young self once again.
There are some days that I wake up and I feel like I have aged 10 years over night. If only I were as young as my mind thinks I am
ReplyDeleteCome now ....you're only half way there! I know the feeling, age seems to have crept up on me too. More days than not I feel it. You have my utmost sympathy, John. Take care. Sue
ReplyDeleteWell, you half way home. I say push on and see where it takes you.
ReplyDeleteHey, cut that out! We are the same age. If you get old you'll drag me along. Get out that guitar, or the paint box.
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