Another year is wrapping up, and instead of resolutions I tend to look back and see what if anything I’ve accomplished. The minutes, hours, and days fly by much faster than they used to. my body reminds me on occasion that it’s not 20 anymore, slow down a bit. My mind tells me to ignore that thought, you are 20. I watch my children grow more successful each day and hope that I was an influence in there somehow. Grand children oh the grandchildren, how I miss them. I don’t see them as much as I should. I should be a better grandmother. I’ve never seen myself as a gray haired little old lady, but that’s creeping up on me too.
I should have a bucket list, but don’t. Makes things seem like they will come to an end, and I do want to live forever. I don’t want to miss a thing. I miss my parents. I have regrets, but don’t dwell on them. I lived , I learned. I hope. I work everyday to make people happy. Whether it’s with food, a paycheck, or an encouraging word. And I get tired. Lord I get tired. I wish I could remember all the memories of my childhood, and other times. I’d write a book just for me. Something to read before bedtime and remind me just how long I’ve been around and some of the things the good Lord has allowed me to experience.
Guess this time of year is a little melancholy. Thanks for being a part of my life. I’m fortunate to have Troy as my anchor or there is no telling where I’d fly off to. God bless and keep you.