Now I am old....I can't sleep a lot. I go to sleep, but wake up
in the middle of the night wide awake.
When I was young, I felt sure and confident about the world
and how things are.
Now I am old, I am untrustworthy of most of the things of the
world. All our days are numbered and my eyes are open.
When I was young, I took a lot of moments for granted--my
own children, husband, job.
Now I am old, I try to relish each good thing that happens.
I am reading a book of devotions. I read one each morning.
Fleta gave in to me in 1995. I had never opened it. Today I
read about not waiting 'til tomorrow to do what you should today.
I am going to try to read the entire book as I should have in 1995.
Fleta wrote inside--"a sister forever".
Today, I am up at 5:30 getting ready for a hard day. Made a pot of
coffee...no Elvis cup. But outside I heard a Whipperwill. First,
one I have heard in a long time. He sounded really hopeful. I am
glad he sang to me.
2 comments:
you know Betty if my day got too hard I would quit and just pretend to go to work....I would hide out under a tree all day somewhere with a good book... We did that from Mama and were quiet successful...I remember back in '00 I worked at AT&T from June till Sept and did not even tell Mike I had a job....
Helen, you and I are not really very much alike. I will keep working.
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