Showing posts with label worth. Show all posts
Showing posts with label worth. Show all posts

Wednesday, March 23, 2011

Que Sera Sera


A while back I talked to you about the fact that this was my 50th year of life. I went on and on about how I was going to make the best of this year and do the things I wanted most. I spoke of the vigor I had, not only for life but also in energy and such.

I am wondering today where all that vigor has gone... I know I am getting older and I guess in some ways I have not or maybe do not want to actually face some facts.

I can no longer run the 50 yard dash as fast as I used to.

I bruise now when they take my blood at the doctors;
plus it is harder to find the vein to even take it in the first place.


I can no longer stay out to all hours of the night, drink myself into a stupor and get up and go to work the next day.

Weight is becoming my enemy. When I young I had the pleasure of being able to eat anything and everything I wanted with little recourse. I am well aware of where it is now.... My sizes tell me quite loudly. And losing it is not as easy as it once was.


Where I once tolerated my big melons when I was young even though they were cumbersome and often in the way, I have grown to dislike them intensely and want to trade them in for a smaller pair.

One would think that I had quite the negative attitude with all these statements. I will admit that there are times when I would not mind simply going to sleep and waking up when this was all over. Despite what some may think I am not always little sally sunshine. I will also admit that I do not like getting old or at least some of the things that it brings with it. But such is life and really it doesn't matter what I like or don't like.... it is what it is...

Yet I will admit that aging has also given me some awakenings that I was too blind to see when I was younger.

I don't need to run the 50 yard dash in record time. I never really was a track star anyway.

Although I bruise when I give blood, I do not have to do it often as I rarely go to the doctor unless it is for my allergies or to refill a prescription that has expired.

I never was one for staying out all night and getting snockered. A leisurely glass of wine on my back porch is really all I need. Unless of course it is a Muse concert. Then I seem to find the energy somewhere down deep and I could stay up dancing all night long.


I do not have to worry about my weight as much as when I was young. I caught the man I have wanted all these years and he loves me just like I am. And anyway if I finally do go through with saying farewell to the sisters that have been with me since Jr. High (way too early for big boobs, especially back then) the number that comes up on the scale will definately decrease. I know this why? Because a couple years back when I had the biopsy on my right breast, it was just a little piece and I could tell the difference.
When I turned 40 I remember talking to a woman about all the changes that seemed to be occurring to me after my 40th birthday. She only chuckled and said...
You think 40 is bad... wait til you turn 50.

Que Sera... Sera...

Tuesday, January 12, 2010

Monday Morning Rambling, a Day Late



Yes, yesterday was a Monday.  It is the day of the week that most identify with a bad day.  Why is that?  A good reason could be that it is when most are finishing up a delightful weekend only to have to return to the dredges of work once more.  Not necessarily a wonderful thought.  Yet for me yesterday  was a wonderful day.  I always seem to think I am going to be super woman on Mondays.  Tackle all the many things I need to do and make a decent dent into their completion.  It seldom works out that way..... Uusally I end up doing things that need to be done yet are nowhere near to the list I created, among lots of things that suddenly spring up unexpected... So of course they were not even considered at the time of the list's preperation.  It makes for a good excuse anyway at the end of the day.  By the way, my unexpected need that sprung up yesterday:  The beautiful sunshine - I ended up sitting outdoors in it all afternoon.  Although many may argue for me it was a need that just needed to be fulfilled. 


Yet I had no intention of writing in regards to Mondays or unforseen chores that happen out of the clear blue.  I have been trying for some time to frantically catch up with blog reading since before the holidays.  Several times I have just given up as there is just too many.  Yet there are a few out there that I don't want to miss out on.  It seems that the new year has gotten many of those in blogland energized with a new sense of purpose.  Some I truly think  do not even realize that they have it, yet thier post have definately exhibited the added adrenaline.  Depth is a good word to describe the overall feel of January posts.  I do hope that this pattern continues as I have read some wonderful posts.  They have been filled with knowledge not only found in books yet also from self experience and a true intuitiveness. 


I wonder sometimes if many of the writers realize just how profound their words are at times when they place them down for so many to read.  Some think they are way too young and early in their journey.  They are only starting out.  How can anything they say really enlighten anyone.  They are simply writing their progress down as an outlet for themselves in hopes that some support may be had.  There are others, older in age, who have been traveling for some time yet never really thought of themselves as someone whose journey was an eventful one or whose abilities on that journey were anything to really shout about.  They too are looking for some encouragement to continue on their trek as at times it seems lonely and the desire to sit for a long spell can be overwhelming.  It seems that even the seasoned travelers sometime take for granted the jewels to be had in some of thier gifts to us per their daily posts.

I very much look forward to the coming weeks.  Thus far this year, I have been educated, enlightened, and energized with much of what I have read.  I truly hope that the trend continues and that we continue to receive the morsels that I am quickly becoming accustomed to.  Also I hope that those who hands and minds have penned so much of the things I speak of realize the importance inside of themselves and also the worth.  We are all individuals, each with a gift to give.  We need to believe in that gift and not belittle it or allow anyone else too.  The strength we find within ourselves to continue is the strongest and most durable there is, for no one can take it away lest we let them. 

So in closing I say a big thank you.... It is a grand thing technology... Guess we should all send a thank you note to Mr. Gore for inventing the internet.  What would we be without it.