Thought and Poem

Thought and Poem – September 17, 2014

Growing up, I never did mind all the changes going on around me. I didn’t care if I had to wear a skirt above my knees or if the hemline covered my toes. If I had a skirt to wear…I was happy. I didn’t care if the box of macaroni and cheese was 16 ounces or 12 ounces. I was happy to have something to eat.

In general, as a child, as a teenager, as a young adult, I really did not think about what was happening. I kind of just went with the flow and most times I never really noticed the years passing by.

Well, heads-up! The “passing by” thingy moved too fast and jumped ahead more years than I would have liked. So when it comes around to the changes due to this “aging” thing, I do have something to say about this because aging does not make me happy. Sure I aged gracefully but I never connected the “dots” of the reality of the changes I have gone through and where they were leading me. Oh dear.

I try not to think about all these changes too much because it can be a little earth-shocking to remember what I used to be able to do and what I can do now. No one ever told me how I was going to feel, what I was going to miss out on, I just saw the elderly sitting in their rocking chairs and…smiling. Medication induced? Well I am not too sure but either way with this aging thingy…I say...STOP!

What about you? Are you noticing the changes you are experiencing as you do the aging thingy? Or are you already enjoying the view from your rocking chair? Share your thoughts with us…Jeanne Claire Probst

Changes

Why do things have to change around us?

I am not meaning to make a fuss…

But it seems somehow yesterday….

I was a lot younger than I am today?

I used to be able to climb stairs,

Now I am just happy if I can get out of my chair.

I used to have nice controlled and manageable dirty blonde hair…

Now today, I am apt to just wear a hat and stuff my hair in there.

No kidding I have a whole list of things I used to be able to do,

Today though I am happy I can bend over to tie my shoes.

Not fussing anymore about what I used to accomplish in a day;

I am happy to be alive and I want to keep it this way.

So what if I have to take a break in between eating and doing my dishes,

Or my home skills get out of whack and may not be in the best of conditions.

I am happy to know that I can make it through anything I do,

And I don’t bother to complain anymore as it falls on deaf ears and it is not good for you.

So each day I take it one step, one chore, one “need to do” at a time,

And if I get to take a second step I give myself a “high five!”

Silly of me to think I would stay young forever,

I never thought I would get old, that things would change…no never…never…never.

Jeanne Claire Probst