What the @#$% Over?

Quite relaxing actually. It started with a blissful calm and quiet as I leisurely drank my morning cup of coffee. Have I shared with you how much I hate beginning my day rushing, or having some distracting noise like a vacuum cleaner, washer, dryer or leaf blower going during my quiet time? After I finished coffee, I prepared oatmeal for breakfast. One of several positive aspects to having my Father living with me now is a much improved semi-annual cholesterol test result. I attribute it mostly to the morning oatmeal, but I'm sure the fact that we rarely eat out contributes as well. After breakfast I headed out on my morning bike ride. I was not yet 8 AM and the temperature here was already rapidly approaching 90 degrees. I keep promising myself I should ride then have coffee, did I mention how much I like my coffee first thing? There were not many people out, but it is always dead here at this time of year. Everyone that can has fled North to a cooler climate. After my ride, I m...

In my thirties and forties I worked full time, often in excess of 40 hours a week. I often attended college classes two nights a week. I was a parent to two children and a husband to my wife. I still managed with all that to play an occasional game of golf and do other things that were strictly personally entertaining or rewarding. I often thought that I would still be a young man when my children were grown and I would have plenty of time to persue my personal interests, but I feel everyday like there is not enough time to do the things I want to do. I guess a lot of it is that I just don't have the energy, physically or mentally to do things the way I did when I was younger. Oh well, there is certainly truth to that old saying, "Use it or lose it."

I came to a startling realization recently. Well not really all that startling, but it was a realization. My journey across life's tapestry is over half complete, assuming I don't live some extraordinary length of time. I stopped a moment and reflected on times past... the good ones as well as those not so good. I certainly did not dwell or linger on the latter of those times. Now I try to concentrate on this times ahead, and hope I have many more good times ahead.