What did I think it would be like to be all grown up. All my life I remember wanting nothing more then to be grown up. WHAT was I thinking. Why do children want to grow up so fast.
I used to tell my children to enjoy...could be the best days of your life.....did they listen...I don't think so...
I am so far into grown up I don't remember what it was like to be a kid...even though sometimes I feel like one inside...but then look in the mirror and whoops...not so much there....
Today everything so different...the I pads...I phone....all the games...there is no more imagination being used..everything is right there. They don't even have to do anything....just sit there and use their fingers....
I used to play house...my husbands name was Bob...I thought that Bob and Evelyn sounded really good together...had a doll named Debra....loved that name....played in the back of the garage...mom even let me wall paper in there...made mud pies for lunch..for Bob and Debra....my bike was my car....had so much fun...I was by myself had no one to play with....
We didn't even have a TV...imagine that....no radio....just Dad Mom and Me...I played school....I played church....mom would let me mix flour and water in the kitchen and play like I was baking....she would let me to my math on the kitchen table with a pencil and then would take Ajax and wash it off..never told me I couldn't...
My mom would always make my bed....have lunch ready for me when I came home from school...when I was young and before I went a little crazy she never screamed at me..or at least I don't remember her doing that....I got in trouble but that was usually a spanking or had to sit on a chair....but she was a patient momma....I would ask her if she loved me and she always said yes...
Wonder why all this is coming to my mind...I last week fractured my foot...and have been in a Big Black Boot...now listen I know that this is NOTHING compared to what is going on in the world...and what others are going through..I know that...I do....it has for some reason made me very emotional....tears..even...and it makes me want my mom...to hold me to comfort me to tell me it will be OK...
God is teaching me something through this..just don't know what yet but when I find out I will tell you what it is...maybe to let go and let HIM....maybe to slow me down as Steph said I have a hard time doing nothing....maybe none of that...but something else...I am now going to let HIM.....
Also another thing happened this month besides my foot...I had a pretty big birthday....didn't really bother me so much...thankful that God has given me all this time...healthy time for the most part...really mostly healthy...not sick much...and oh what a family..I have..love each and everyone of them...so much...I thank Him daily for all of them...ask Him to protect and keep them from harm...
Everett and I have a good life...so for my foot...it will all be ok...could have been so much worse...
And I am going to go camping again....love to camp....
2 comments:
Dear Aunt Evy...So sorry about your foot!! Wish I could come and sit with you and help you while away a few hours... reminiscing. Oh!...the memories you shared about grandma were precious to me...seeing her in that way was special. As we grow older we see things different and what was once common to us becomes precious...and yes, often bring tears. Years ago I jotted down a saying about tears..."We need never be ashamed of our tears. They are to our hard hearts as summer showers to the blinding dust of earth--cleaning, clearing, calming."
We are in Louisiana for 3 months. Enjoying being with family. I think of you often...thought I'd check up on you...lots of love, BJR
Dear Bonnie so good to hear from you again. Please send me an e-mail as I have lost all of my contacts when I got a new computer.
Thanks for your comments love them.
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