Growing older



September 4, 2018

Dear friends and neighbors,

  Night time is here.  I’m getting older every day and most days I don’t even think about it.  That being said, today it was a theme in my mind.  I try to eat healthy…during the week anyway.  I also notice my hair is turning more and more gray.  It may be falling out too.  At thirty six years of age,  these things shouldn’t surprise me.  I don’t guess I’m surprised by the changes in my looks and feels as I get older.  It’s still weird to see the lines around my eyes.  My soul and spirit is still youthful as ever,  but I can’t ignore that the clock is starting to take it’s toll on my body.  I went for a jog this evening and my stamina is definitely not what it once was.  That being said,  I felt like a million bucks after my cardio session.  Growing up,  my musical heroes were almost all over 40 years old.  Waylon, Merle, and Willie to name a few.  I idolized the hard living that they had all lived through.  I’m proud to say,  I don’t follow in their footsteps.  Pills, drugs, and over drinking are not part of my life.  I do enjoying a drink now and then, but the days of overdoing it are behind me for sure.  Watching my parents get older is also something that has been hard to accept.  Somewhere in my mind,  they never should be sixty years old.  The truth is that time doesn’t slow down for any of us.  I try to take care of myself, because I want to be here as long as possible.  I can’t understand people who let themselves become whatever without being aware of their health.  Not bashing anybody else,  but the choices we make throughout our life really add up as the sand sprinkles in the hour glass.  I’m listening to Emmylou Harris this evening.  Her music is timeless.  I wonder what people a hundred years from now will think of her records.  I recommend the Rodney Crowell song she recorded “Til I Can Gain Control Again.”  It’s such a beautiful piece of music.  Take care and have a great night.  Sincerely yours,