

Rear view reflections - "Objects Are Closer Than They Appear." These are my thoughts... I'll give you a penny for yours.
The other thing I found strange was the cashier at my local supermarket asked to see my ID when I purchased a cooking wine for a recipe I recently made. I thought she was just paying me a nice compliment until she politely smiled and said, "Well, you just never know."
Not long after that, while I was with my oldest son, someone asked if he was my brother. We both gave a rather sour expression in response, contemplating what that would've been like. He would have killed me before I had the chance to think about growing up.
My son married a very sweet girl. I love to hang out with her. Even more interesting is that she likes hanging out with me. I feel more like her friend than her in-law. Both of them have grown up enough to start a family. I am now "Mia" to Maggie and Benjamin is on the way!
It truly tickles me when my oldest daughter and her friends want to chill with me. They call, email, and text me as if I'm one of their own. When I travel to see her, we eat out, see movies and hang out together. When I think about the late night pranks we've pulled... (Oh, did I say that? Forget you read that part.)
Although my teenage son and his younger sister get distracted by common pastimes such as air-soft, rip-sticking, scouts, FB, and WII, (no, that does not stand for World War II), I think they will be needing an explanation soon. Most nights I am up long after they go to bed (they NEVER go to bed) and arise well after the time their soft feet hit the floor. My whereabouts are stable and my time is consumed with very important tasks such as lesson plans for the following day of homeschooling, the makings of tomorrows menu along with a grocery list, a possible late-night trip to our local Freak-Mart where there is no one to interrupt me except ten semi-trucks worth of stock so I can't get from one aisle to another. These two children are beginning to wonder if that's when I travel Neverland.
The wee hours of the night are for me to calm down and get still. The reason some people call it "quiet time" is because that is what it's suppose to be. Sure, I stay up late to write, clean out a drawer, fold laundry, sew on a costume, finish a scrapbook page, compose a song, or read a chapter in one of Adrianna Trigiani's latest books. But more than any of those things, I love to listen to Him. I do so much of the talking that I am sure He is waiting to get a word in edgewise. He tells me things no one else will ever say. He knows me better than anyone and leads me beside waters that have no rough current. It is during that time that I see my cup as spilling over; hopefully on to those I will be in contact with tomorrow. And you just never know what tomorrow is going to bring. Tomorrowland and Neverland are next-door neighbors.
My husband of 35 years has not given up on his youth but has begun to literally see his limitations. His most recent setback, another bought with cancer, has us living life more intentionally. We have learned to pray harder , but we've also learned to play harder because you just don't know what tomorrow will bring.
A few years ago Gary had eye surgery due to a detached retina. Just after he began to regain some of the vision back in his right eye, he told me what he was seeing reminded him of those crazy mirrors you see at the circus. You know, the ones that make you appear short and fat? Well, his right eye was causing him to see everything as tall and thin, even me! Maybe I can quit all this dieting after all.
I think I have learned a valuable lesson from my husband's new viewpoint... this must be the way God sees me as well. It's just like the message in my rear view mirror that says, "Objects are closer than they appear." I'm really not as far away as I think; I'm not as heavy as I look; I'm not as dumb as I sound; I'm not as silly as I act and I'm definitely not as old as my birth certificate says I am!
I've been to Neverland.
Case closed.
Penning for your thoughts,
Cyberpsalmist
11 comments:
"I Am Determined"
I chose this song title because my Dad raised me with Larson determination. He taught me to go after what you want, get what you need, and don't stop until you get it. Some of his sayings are, "do it right the first time," and "If it doesn't fit, force it." So,"when in doubt, duct tape and vice grips."
Garrett Larson
Garrett, I like your choice and agree that this title suits you perfectly. After being married to your dad for 33 years, I have experienced the benefits of your so-called Larson Determination. It has gotten us out of many a jam and also saved us tons of money. On the other hand, it has cost us some too. All in all, determination is a great quality, one that will truly benefit you. Hopefully, you will be discerning enough to know when it's time to quit. (Oops - Larson's think that "quit" is a four-letter word!)
Cyberpsalmist
That's easy...there's a song by Herb Alpert called "Rise" and there are no lyrics, it's just a really happy, upbeat tune that just makes me smile!
Cathi B. Wilcox
Cathi,
I love that song! In fact, I am listening to it right now on YouTube while I post my comment back to you. I see you smiling and miss you!
Just Fishing
I like this song title because its a song about a daughter and her dad just fishing. She thinks she's just fishing with him, but her dad sees that there is more to it, than just sitting there. He sees that they are building a memory together. Also, he see's there's more to her life than she thinks and that she thinks its so simple.
Emily Stutsman
Emily, I will have to find a copy of the song so I can hear it. It sounds tender. I love songs that tell a story or relate a lesson learned. Sounds like this one is in that category. I get the feeling you like to fish as well. Did you know your heavenly Daddy loves to fish with you too?
My song would be entitled "You are Everything to Me".
Patrice, I agree 100% with you in saying He is my everything too. I wonder where I would be without Him right now and shutter at the thought. I know my weaknesses and they are many. Thank God He is strong for me!
"Good life"
I feel compelled to pick this as the song to my life for a few different reasons. First and foremost because I have been raised in a christian household with upright parents who not only devote there time to teaching but also welcome sarcasm and facetiousness almost more the Yankee paraphernalia. I also have been blessed with a body in which I can play sports.
Thomas Brooke
PS the song "good life" by One Republic is a good song.
Thomas,
Your parents are amazing... the fact that they are Yankee fans makes them that much more amazing! They are very resilient people and you have certainly inherited all their best qualities. I'm so grateful to know you and your entire family :)
Ps. I'll check out the song.
I think if i had to choose a song to take the place of my life, it would have to be "My Way" by Frank Sinatra. I feel like when i listen to this song, i can really relate to Old Blue Eyes, because whenever i do anything, whether it be going all out and giving 100% or giving the absolute least amount of effort possible, i always seem to do it in a unique way and stand out amongst the crowd ,drawing alot of attention to myself, i.e. doing it 'my way'.
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