How do you view the future? I mean beyond the practicalities of life: birthdays, bills, and whether you have signed up for lunch at Tuesday’s Rotary meeting.
Yesterday, I turned 77. It’s been a long time coming, but still unexpected. For ten days, Rebecca and I will be living in a house my former college employer owns in Nottingham, England.
It has a staircase, not unlike the stairwell in our home 4000 miles to the west, where we’ve decided to add another railing and handles at the bottom corner.
This morning, as I rounded the downward bend, my MAC was in my right hand, a toilet roll core snug in the right front pocket of my stretch travel pants, with my phone in the left pocket, freeing my other hand to grasp the railing as I intently observed each Morrell Hiking boot footstep.
When did this happen?
What comes next?
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Reader Comments
Paul, I am reluctantly coming to grips with the fact that I can’t do everything like I used to. I don’t know why, but I cannot jump off the edge of a trail a foot higher than a lower trail and still land on two feet, for example. I cannot jump rope like I used to – at all. I am thankful, though, that I can walk briskly up a hill as we walk our neighborhood. Things could be worse!
Your stairs photo brings to mind the stairs we encountered in a B&B in Bruges. Tiny stairs that wound tightly up to our third-floor room. Talk about being careful! And with carry-on luggage.
To your point, we do have to make adaptations as we age!
Yes, and among the most important is paying attention. As we get older, we have to pay attention to the details. Thanks, Laurie. I really do appreciate your comments.