It seemed to me that I woke up one morning and my life changed. Not that it changed physically, it was as if the air was different, The thoughts I thought couldn't be thought like that anymore.
I think I'm beginning to get the concept of the seasons of one's life.
Or...
It's possible I'm at a crossroad of life.
I know...
All things are different now. They must be viewed different also.
I will...
Live each day to the fullest and trust God to do what He has always done best.
I had a feeling like this when I had my son last February. Although I'm not religious, it did seem like suddenly all the mediocre things I used to worry about were simply that, mediocre.
Having lost a family member only a few weeks ago, I'm now of the mind that life is way too short and to enjoy what ever is thrown my way.
I like this. Simple and something for those who might need a bit of inspiring during hard times.
Do you not wonder what it feels like as you reach ninety plus years. Does a person still reflect on where they've been and where they might go. I wonder. My dad is ninety two. He doesn't seem worried about life at all. (Except he worries about who will take care of my sister and his wife, my mother.)
I hope you find the answers you are seeking. Excellent poem, charly
for your badge! Maybe, and hopefully as we age, we gain new perspectives on life. Many times it is so slow we don't see it. Then all at once it is visible.
That is the only way to live, one day at a time. Short and determined, good writing. Yes, unfortunately the world revolves, so, nothing stays the same. Life is a constant state of growth.
I haven't seen any changes as abrupt as that, but I definitely recognize different phases in my life. I hope I'm right in thinking that I'm a much better person now than I was a few years ago. Age, our environment, our life experiences--they all work to change us and make us into something different than we used to be. I guess that just life and the natural progression of things.
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