Saturday, October 17, 2015
Philosophy for a silver back
I am having a difficult time writing my thots lately and I'm not sure why.
I suspect it is because I am caught between the disappointment, and perhaps a tad of depression, brought on by continuing problems with my feet, but there is also the possibility that I am in transition again.
We know children move from infancy to toddlerhood and on into childhood, then the teenage years, and young adulthood. After that the years become more fluid.
Some people move into parenthood, others pursue careers more enthusiastically. Trying to do both brings up lots of questions: about priorities, how successful it can be, and who benefits or loses in each direction. It would seem it could be perfectly natural -- IF -- the whole community steps up and does its part. That might solve a lot of our problems because we would all be so thoroughly connected that hurting anyone would affect us all -- for real.
Right now. In this world. Life is much more segmented.
I was one hundred percent mom. I have never been the quintessential grandmother if that means bustling around the house baking cookies and rocking babies. Now that my grandchildren are all up and talking I find myself much more fascinated by them.
I love to hear what they are saying, see what they are doing, know that they are busy, and active, and thinking! Nothing makes my day, or my life, happier than their smiling faces!
But, just like those growing pains I felt as I moved into my teenage years, I find myself occasionally conflicted about what I want out of this world I am living in now. Physically I do have to admit to more limitations than I once had. Mentally I am probably freer than I have ever been.
With freedom comes responsibility and even some conflict. The transition into the retired adult has few role models for my generation. Most of us are still healthy and eager to continue on in the pursuit of whatever it is we love, but how we do it still has to be decided. All in all I find life to be an endlessly intriguing journey -- just not quite as cut and dried as I once hoped.
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