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.
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!