[Photo source: Me]
So, here I am looking at the new page of my really cool calendar. It’s May. Most people will think of flowers and perhaps rising waters. I used to think of crocus. That’s when my mother always said spring was here.
“The crocus are up beneath the evergreens,” she would say….for so many years….until she passed away on a beautiful Easter Sunday morning.
It’s also my 24th wedding anniversary.
But, I look toward the end of the May calendar and I see the last date: 31. That’s when I will turn 70 years old! I try to get my mind around that fact, but I realize that I’m not ready. I’m not ready to be or feel that old. Where did the decades go? Who was I as 36? 47? Who took the pictures? Am I in anyone’s album?
I know what many will say: “You’re as old as you feel, etc…” But that’s not the way I see it or feel it.
I have a delightful daughter,Erin, whose life is full with a fantastic husband and an awesome son, Elias. She is turning 45 years old. Where did the years go?
I have a son, Brian, who will turn thirty in mid-July. Where did the years go?
See the calendar photo above? Did I ever pull back the curtain for anyone? I don’t think I did. I spent a career teaching…but did I make any difference? I’ll never know.
There is a vase of lilacs just behind this laptop screen. Mariam bought them today. I can smell that special scent. It reminds me of the giant lilac bush that grew just behind my childhood home. So many memories from a fragrance…
I sometimes feel like I’m 18 again when I think of past girlfriends. Many probably forgot my name over the years. But, I know that all the young women I meet see me as their grandfather. That is not good for the male ego of any age.
Thank the stars that I met a woman who is older than me, looks younger than me and has more energy than me and is a hell of a lot smarter than me.
Mariam. You took a chance on me…like the ABBA song.
I just wish I had some creative energy…to write more and make her and my children proud of me.
I guess that’s what life is all about…finding a partner who shares the same values.
But, that doesn’t make me fear my turning 70 any easier.
[Illustration: Journey of Life: Constable]
Your children are VERY proud of you!
Pat, You will never be “Old”.. You are remembered to be full of life, bright,quirky, adventurous and even flirty but most of all the ideal husband for a wonderful lady that I love like a sister !! You chose well, Grasshopper!!
It gets alot better when you are 72. Like me. Well, at least some of those years were spent drinking beer in the pool and of course teaching. Always teaching. All the best in the new decade. Paul