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I saw his white hair before anything else.
Maybe it was his trembling legs
as he took the steps one by one off the plane.
Though his suitcase small
he struggled to hold it as if it was stone.
Those behind him remained silent
but their tapping fingers along the rail
brought a frown to my eyes…
Yet I have been one of them.

His wife waited at the bottom
like a mother at the end of a slide.
He seemed to learn a little too far forward
and I bit my lip.
A few steps can feel like you’re falling down a mountain.
Broken bones could occur.

Maybe he does it to prove that dozens of lines on his face
does not define his strength.
Maybe he faces the stairs because he wanted to see his granddaughter
walk down the aisle.
Maybe retirement was the only time he had money
to see the world.

Or perhaps stubbornness simply multiplies with wrinkles. 

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Patience can suck. Sometimes the people you need to be patient with the most, are the people you want to go jump down a well. But sometimes you need to let things go. If you know that no one is perfect, then you have to remember that they aren’t either. Just because you aren’t their biggest fan, doesn’t mean you shouldn’t cut them some slack.

I, for one, have pretty horrible road rage. Unless I’m having a really good day, I am annoyed with everyone that is either too slow, too fast, rides my bumper, has brights on…the usual. I have had quite the mouth with other cars if it’s a bad day.

But then there are days that I find myself doing the SAME THINGS that the others drivers did that annoyed me; whether it’s because I went into a day dream and did’t realize that I was slowing down, because I was late for something so I sped up, I forgot I had my brights on until I was almost passing the other car, road people’s bumpers when I wanted them to speed up.

Sometimes the things that annoy you about others, are things that every now and then YOU might do too. Maybe you don’t, but try to see where they are coming from. Maybe they don’t know it annoys you, maybe that’s just who they are. Just because you don’t like it, doesn’t mean that their others friends mind it.

You don’t have to LIKE everyone, but you should try to somewhat respect those you can. You  don’t even know everything about some of your friends, so you don’t know what kind of life/day others are coming from.

If there are people that drive you nuts, maybe just get some space for a bit. If puzzles make you want to rip apart the box, then don’t do puzzles. You know you’re strengths and weaknesses, or at least you learn them as you go. Everyone has limits. Find yous, and you will save yourself a couple tears and worry lines.

Patience is a virtue. There has to be something you are patient with.

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When playing volleyball against the wall, the wall always wins. Sometimes we have to remind ourselves that we can’t win every battle. Sometimes we need to lose to be able to win again, to find ourselves again. But that battle is usually the one that stops us all from ever fighting again. Keep fighting, because until we die, we will always have a battle. As we grow older we learn which ones to keep fighting for. Your friends can’t tell you which ones to give up on, and your family can’t quite save you if you fall, for our journey is ours alone. Friends are just there to remind us that we have a shoulder to cry on, a waiting hug, a listening ear.

Notice the tree. The wind will push and pull every leaf. At first they all stay attached, but only the strongest ones will remain. Hold on to your branch, everyone. The wind is simply testing your strength.

Almost everything has a “but.” Be aware of the part before it, but be warned of the part after it. Even those who don’t like surprises will be handed surprises. When you can’t escape it, prepare yourself for it. Just because it’s coming doesn’t mean you can’t attempt to ease the blow.

 

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Writers are the ultimate stalkers. I am allowed to sit and watch people with the excuse that I’m writing about them. There is not much that I don’t notice. I see the piece of blue gum squished flat into the sidewalk from a thousand shoes, and the callouses on your fingertips. I notice empty straw wrapper thrown on the ground and the freckle by the hairline on your forhead.

There is nothing in this world that doesn’t deserve my undivided attention. I can sit in a coffee shop for four hours, bringing nothing to do, and just watch people live their daily lives without feeling the need to talk or do something. I would rather listen than talk; I’d rather watch than do.

I went to Target a couple weeks ago, brought my notebook, walked to the food aisles, and sat down at the end of an aisle where the busiest street was in the store. I may have noticed the little old lady searching through betty crocker cake mixes by herself, and the mother singing songs to hush the little girl in a yellow sundress standing in the cart while she gently bounced the baby strapped to her chest, but what I noticed most, was that it was only the kids who watched me.

We’d have staring contests and they would always win, for I couldn’t help but turn away with a smile. Kids don’t see any harm in staring, whereas the rest of us become embarrased and look away if we meet eyes with the person we’ve been looking at. A couple of kids asked really loudly “Momma, what is she doing?” and would point to me. The mothers would say “I don’t know,” and hurry thier kids away, giving me apologetic looks, though I saw curiosity in their eyes as well. It made me laugh, but at the same time, it makes me wonder what they all see. God tells us to be more like children. Kids see everything and aren’t afraid to ask questions. What if we all paused in our pursuit of buying things we don’t need, and take a look around…what would we notice?

They say babies laugh 400 times a day and that if you spend the whole day with the kid, and laugh whenever they laugh, that you’ll be a happier person.  What if we were as worry-free as they are? Pay more attention to kids. We can learn a lot from them.

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