GROWING OLD AIN’T FOR SISSIES
Bette Davis hit the nail on the head when she remarked “growing old ain’t for sissies. Shakespeare is more dispiriting, depressing, and despairing:
“Last scene of all, that ends this strange eventful history, is second childishness and mere oblivion, sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything.” (The Seven Ages of Man from As You Like It).
My odometer passed the 70,000 mile mark two years ago. The Mercedes in the picture and I have much in common. The tires are losing pressure there are a lot of dings under the mud splashes. Both of us have had a lot of road time over bumpy terrain.
What’s next? Do I garage the car and take the key out of the ignition? Do I keep driving and until the tank is empty. The choice would be easier if I could see around the bends in the road and gain a clear view of what’s ahead. Google has not mapped that space.
Today, I’ll keep driving. As I shift the car back in gear, I resolve to drive with purpose. Pulling back on the the road I resolve to pay attention; to focus.
Join me on my journey? Click the FOLLOW button and together we will see whats down the road when driving over seventy.