You know how they say you’re only as old as you feel? Well, I’m feeling about 120 years old today, so I thought I’d treat myself, and anyone feeling as I do, to these flashes from the past… ;)
Love. It transcends age, distance and time. It is what connects the human spirit to the world around us and to each other. It is the ebb and flow between two souls, a continual conversation that requires no words. It is the beauty that resonates long after the skin has faded and our bodies have grown soft.
Love. It is the purpose and meaning of our existence. It is why, year after decade, century after millennium we continue. Continue to share, continue to smile, continue to reach out and be part of something bigger than ourselves.
Despite all its beauty, the change of seasons is not without its drawbacks as well – particularly for us “aging” folks with arthritis. In addition to the usual pains in my neck, shoulders and back, I’ve been living for the last month or so with a pain that feels like some idiot doctor broke a needle off in my right hip and decided to simply leave it there.
Or does it? It’s not as if I’ve actually gotten any “wiser with age” myself…
As if the revelations from my last post wasn’t enough, here’s yet another reason for me to turn off my TV and my PC: So I can take my rapidly aging ass outside!
Originally posted on A Nine Pound Hammer….or a woman like you, either one of these will do:
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Oh man but I’m feeling old today! I guess “The Gawds” must be punishing me for the great time I had with the comment exchanges yesterday. You know, the ones I had to drop out of, finally, when I realized that my back was becoming painfully locked into that edge-of-my-seat-stooped-over-my-keyboard-squinting-at-my-monitor posture I’d been in for…