Senior Life

A Moment in Time

Waking when the skies are still dark, steals my energy. My body clock, as well as my cat Templeton’s, doesn’t have the ability to change easily. Oh, how I long for warm and sunny days where I can enjoy being outdoors. I miss chatting with neighbors and too often feel isolated from the world.

While I keep my mind occupied most hours of the day, I know how easily I could slip into a pity party. I miss human contact, conversation, and the reassurance of love. Satan is tapping into my weakness and planting thoughts I need to destroy.

I see the sun lighting the treetops in the distance bringing hope and reminding me of God’s promises. A new day is here. I am grateful. Yet I need a moment to let the tears escape. To find rest and comfort in the Lord.

Morning Thoughts

When Good Sense and Body Are Off Balance

As I age, I find my good sense isn’t as good as it used to be! I needed to make cookies and fudge to mail out of state today. Wanting them to be as fresh as possible, I decided to wait until after dinner to begin cooking.

Concrete floors. Enough said? I began with the cookies at 5:30 pm thinking it would only take a couple of hours. But then I decided I had enough ingredients to make four kinds of cookies. Four hours later, I finished washing and cleaning the kitchen…only to remember I still needed to make a couple batches of fudge.

When I finally settled into bed close to midnight, I had terrible acid reflux. Why? Well, I did have to make sure everything tasted all right. I needed an Alka-Seltzer but my cabinet was bare. I can’t sleep with my upper body elevated on pillows, so it was around two am when I finally dozed off.

This morning, I could barely stand. All those hours in the kitchen on my feet…enough said, right? I need to get the box in the mail today hoping it will arrive in time for Christmas. That means standing in a long line at the post office. Ouch.

And that, dear readers, is a true story of a 78 year old woman whose good sense might have been okay thirty years ago, but not so much today. I wonder if it is too much to ask Santa to bring me a little more good sense for Christmas. LOL!

In reality, it is so easy for my brain to tell me I can do the same things I did when I was younger and for me to believe it. I’m grateful for all I can still do at my age when many can’t. I only need to learn not to wait until the last minute because the body doesn’t work as fast as the brain does these days! Lifting my cup of tea with a smile as I wish you all a day to laugh at yourself. You are only as old as you allow yourself to believe!