So, it happened. One of my ex-boyfriends just died. His obit was in the New York times (Dr. Richard Newton, for those of you who want to know who I was dating 25 years ago....) and this means I'm going to start scanning the obituaries now. And I thought getting that AARP notice was bad.
Anyway, turning 50, scanning the obits, nephew getting married, daughters becoming teenagers and no longer thinking the sun rises and sets over me ..... It all makes me want to pull everyone in my whole life close to me, hug them hard, and tell them all how much I love them, how much richness they've given me. And this strange nonplace in the ether is, apparently, how we do it in the 21st century.
Here's my thought for today:
"When it's over I want to say all my life I was a bride married to amazement." Mary Oliver
3 comments:
Hey Mei mei,
Good job! Keep us posted when you emote so we can remember to check.
- Wayt
Oh I love it, I can't believe I never thought of this but I'm so glad you did. Maybe I'll start my own.
I haven't been hit yet with friends current or past dying, or even very ill. But yes, aging is definitely a big part of my mind-prattle with memory and unquestioned good health not so gradually slipping away, and oh-so-many more typos when I email.
On the bright side, Malhy is turning 13 and Karla's 25 and I suddenly feel like I've got these two young women in my life and there's a level of mutuality that wasn't there before -- this I love.
Love you my dear and happy 50th year...I feel privileged to have shared the party, and looking forward to some fun times together in the future. You're always welcome here.
Love, Rebo
This is wonderful Elizabeth!
Thank you for doing this.
Love, Jan
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