Getting stuck in the past is like guarding a cemetery. -- Anonymous
Today, August 31, feels like the last day of Summer...to me, the harbinger of Fall's sense of melancholy. It's not sadness, but,,,well, getting fancy, it's like an elegant downer.
There is an apt saying, the older we get the faster time goes, but wowzers!...reaching 80 years of age removes all speed bumps. We hit 90 mph doing 100 on the curves!
Looking back over this summer, there are more political happenings we'd rather forget than ponder. Hey! There's the sliver of gold in being 80, not to mention 80+...forgetting becomes our Big Easy.
All we need do is find that sliver of gold and hang on to it...that's God's hidey hole, all is already well.
We can "guard the cemetery" or we can "love and laugh"...what's the question?
Thank you
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