Never Would Have Thought
At the age of 72, I would have never thought that family would be far and few in between. After visiting with my sister, Elvera who is 78, yesterday she expressed much the same sentiment. I was relieved to hear that. She and I remembered when there were family that lived just across the township section that could be popped in on at three in the afternoon for a cup of coffee and cookies. We both came to the conclusion that it was a Godsend that each of us individually could keep ourselves busy, entertained and productive. I always have had a love of fabric, but prominently sewing garments. In today’s world, it is far too expensive to go the pattern route with yard goods; thus, I love my sewing studio where all manner of creativity takes place without worrying about a bust dart or a proper sleeve fitting.
At the age of 72, I would never have thought that my hands would wear out. Those joints and tendons and muscles were suppose to be able to grasp the smallest pin or pill on the first try. It is a challenge to see how far the pill rolled as it hit the floor.
At the age of 72, I would never have thought that I would care about a stray cat that came to our patio this winter with
barely any life or will left in her. I don’t think she ever thought she would not have to plow through deep snow to find a bit of food and water. I don’t think she ever thought that being in out of the weather would be in her ancient life.
At the age of 72, I would never have thought that I would back away from a sewing project to enjoy a cup of coffee while whipping through and enjoying a few chapters of a library book to give my back a break.
At the age of 72, I would never have thought that I would have a kind loving helper that has discovered the joy of being creative in the kitchen. Bless his heart. Just give that man his own space and leave him to it!
At the age of 72, I would never have thought that my world would be so full of the love of children that are making homes and families on their own . . . with maybe a bit of what their ole mom taught them.
Priceless!