TODAY’S LAUGH: It’s been hard enough to have my Barbie-dreams became Mrs.-Potato-Head-reality. Now friends saw a bumper sticker that takes my mid-life lament to a new level: “WHEN DID MY WILD OATS TURN INTO SHREDDED WHEAT?” (Why they told ME about it I can’t imagine…)
TODAY’S ENCOURAGEMENT: Stuff like that can make a gal feel old, so I checked my birth certificate. I’m exactly as old as God intended me to be, given the date of my birth. (Who am I to argue?) But I’ll admit it. I’m slowing down a bit. I AM more interested in oat bran these days than wild oats. More tempted to hit the recliner than the ski slopes. More inclined toward easy listening than rock (unless it’s a rerun of “3rd Rock From the Sun”).
Yes, my list of “Things I Want To Do in Life” is about equal to the list of “Been There, Done That.” And, frankly, it feels good. I’ve accomplished some things. I’ve accepted many others. And I’m learning that what really matters is not the stuff and status youth strives so hard after. What counts is the people who bless our lives, the love and laughter we share, and the faith that, no matter what, tomorrow offers hope.
Perspective and peace are the gifts time offers us, if we are willing to accept them.
So to the youngsters out there I say, “ENJOY IT while you’ve got it!” To the rest of us–millions of us–I say, “We’re in this together. We’re getting older but we’re not done yet! If ever we needed love and laughter and each other, it’s now. So peace, baby, and please pass the shredded wheat…”
NOVEMBER is all about THANKSGIVING and I’m thanking God for each of you this month. Thanks for blessing my life. Be a blessing to someone else today.
Amen to what you wrote it all boils down to with the proper perspective. And, BTW, we pass the prunes around our table. Even the *cherubs* love them.