Why is it that when you are young you are enjoying each moment and never thinking about the future nor the past? Then when you get older you become consumed with regret after regret.
I feel as if I am on the downside of life. There is so little time to make a change; at least a major change. I can’t do my life over again. This is why the saying, ” youth is wasted on the young” is so true. Oh if I only knew then what I know now.
It’s too late to be choosy about who you marry. It’s too late to wait for that one person who knows how to be a good spouse, and parent. It’s too late to make better choices and see your future become more like a romantic film than a horrible tragedy. It’s too late to be with that special person who knows how to be a perfect partner and parent and watch their happy children grow up to be emotionally whole.
It’s too late to then watch those children grow up to be happy and successful people who find magnificent partners who raise amazingly wonderful and happy children who come to visit their fabulous grandparents who spoil them immensely.
It’s too late…..But it’s even harder remembering 50 years ago as if it were yesterday and wishing you could have told yourself to wait…..you’re so young… you have so much more time than you think you have for learning and maturing and waiting for something unexpectedly special to happen. And when it does, you will know without a doubt that the time is right.
So how do you now live with…It’s too late.
I saw a small sign somewhere in my travels that read, ” Old age only occurs when regrets take the place of dreams.” I don’t know who said it. It sounds poetic and uplifting, however, I wonder what is there to dream about?
summer spent sweeping dust
from stress-filled months
clearing a cluttered mind too
filled with fears and fake fantasies to find
hope arises, shoulders lifted, eyes joy-filled
just in time
’til darkness, cold and dust arise and
” Mom, you’re 86 years old. What will I do when you pass away?”
“You’ll grow up.”
And even as I write I cry just at the thought of her being gone. I feel as if a huge part of me will die. All those years I spent with her will vanish. And all I’ll have are memories. I WON’T be the same. A part of my heart will be empty and lost.
Blogging isn’t as easy as it may seem unless you’re blogging about the daily life of your pet or your new baby.
Musing can take an author all over the place. I’m that type of person though. I have been through quite a bit, have had several types of jobs, have children, an ex husband, and of course teaching gives me plenty to say every day about being in the classroom. I could have just blogged about that, but then I wouldn’t have been satisfied. I’m also interested in politics, social justice, economics and racial equality. An alternative would be to have a blog for each of my interests if I was good at multi-tasking. I’m not. So, I’m learning.
Thanks for your patience as I learn blogging. And I am always open to being critiqued. No really. I am.
I hated taking naps as a child, but I really appreciate them now. And I take them as often as possible, but work always gets in the way of my 1pm nap. I try to make up for that one on the weekends.
Grown-ups !!!!! Take a nap!
According to the Mayo Clinic these are the benefits of napping:
“Napping offers various benefits for healthy adults, including:
Improved performance, including quicker reaction time, better memory, less confusion, and fewer accidents and mistakes”
Life is a journey not a race….So stop rushing around…..You’ll just get to your grave faster that way.