I guess to a large degree, I feel "so what, I don't feel that old!". And I really don't feel like I am anywhere close to 61 years old, either physically or mentally.
But I am, and, as adults always used to say when I was younger, yes time does pass quickly. Even if the days drag, the months and years fly.
I still think of things I intend to do with my life when I get a "round tu it" , or, as I say, "when I grow up." At least we live in a day now when it is accepted that you can keep on doing things regardless of your age. Retirement, even from my current position, seems far in the future (and I hope it is!). I really don't see even thinking about it until I am 67 and hopefully not until I am 70.
When I was a teenager, I remember hearing Pete Seger (spell?) sing about "Little Boxes" and I thought about how I didn't want a "predictable" life. I didn't realize at the time that no life is "predictable" and I got my wish.
Looking back, like everyone, I certainly made a few mistakes I wished I could take back, missed some opportunities I wish I could get again, but, overall....I'm pleased or at least accepting that it could have been a lot worse.
I still enjoy Summer immensely (right now I am sitting on my patio, drinking coffee, and enjoying the wonderful 84 or so degree weather, watching the time so I can get ready for work.
Each Summer does seem to go faster and the cold of winter arrives quickly, so I have learned to relax and enjoy the Summer while it is here. August 6, it is already getting darker quicker, and even in the hot days, there are signs of the Fall and Winter to come. I dread the Winter, and shortly after the leaves have fallen, I think of how long it will be before the flowers bloom again, the grass turns green and the trees come alive again. The Winter goes so slow and the Summer goes so fast.
There is one sure thing in life. In one year I will be 62, in 9 years I will be 70 (if I am lucky)! I think my dream when I retire is to start where the Summer is endless and follow the Spring and early Summer north on my bicycle, taking it all in as I ride my bike. (With a backup vehicle and staying in hotels of course!)
I find that I see so much more riding my bike. I don't have the patience to walk and driving a car is too fast to really observe anything. I try to ride in areas of the City so I can observe problems better, but time is always a factor (as is safety).
Probably one of the hardest things about aging is watching others make the same mistakes I did-usually with the same consequences. Sometimes they listen, usually they listen and forget and my mistakes do not have the value mistakes should have. I have learned to study my mistakes, although it doesn't mean I always learn from them!
Time to get dressed and go to work. Another year of my life begins.
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