I have been feeling old lately. My body feels worn out and run down. I take afternoon naps most days and have more aches than I used to. It doesn’t matter what caused it to happen, I feel it. Today when I woke up from my nap I heard from my open window children laughing and playfully screaming.
I instantly thought back to my own days of childhood. Laughter, running, skipping, jumping; all examples of carefree and happy childhoods.
What happened in between those days and today? I lived, I loved, I helped others, I worked. Each day was filled with marriage, giving birth, loving my children, making sure our family had food on the table, clothes to go to school in, toys under the tree.
There were gardens to tend to, a divorce to go through, decisions to make. Death interrupted calm living, grandchildren were being born. I lived…