I see my Grandchildren with the energy of youth. One 5 years and the other 4 months old. The eyes of the 4 month old , Gage, is always looking for something new. ( Well everything is new to him.) But with a fresh awareness of it all. Like looking at the outside. The sun, shadows, the green color of the trees and grass. He looks at it with newness. He cant get enough of it. It's hard to pull him away. Or is it just me looking at it in a new way?
When I lay on the couch and my 5 year old grandson, Parker, lays beside me to watch TV. I enjoy it because I know some day all to soon he wont want to do that. And all I will have is the memory. Sunday he got into bed with me and it all I could do to wake up. How special it was for him to do that.
At times I want to just lay my head on my mom's shoulder and let her know I Love her. Just in that small act of closeness. But I am a woman of 56, and we don't do that. Some day I will regret my not doing it. I love my mother and it is now time that I take care of her at times. I see her time getting closer to the end.
Not tomorrow or next week or even in a year, but the energy of youth is passing. I feel it in myself too.
The get up and go is slower. The bounce back of an extra long shopping day is dragging me down. Not much speed left on these feet my friend. I am in 2nd gear. But that is OK. I watch my pace and try to get it all back with a good nights sleep.
Which leads me to an end of another late night blog. Time to get energized. Good Night. 9-15-2009