A memory from my United States Navy days . . .

The seas were kinda violent one particular morning. The aircraft carrier we were on handled it fine. The much smaller destroyer that accompanied us was tossed up and down and I wondered how that would feel.

I don’t remember ever going without food, water or shelter. I have no memories of being homeless.

These words seem to be popular lately; “Same storm, different boats”

Why this post? I am not sure.

Sat down and gave in

The title of this post is how he summarized his last few years.

He looked about 50 years old and spoke to me about, his words, “giving into pain.”

In the past he enjoyed riding a bicycle and hiking, even backpacking.

It was mentioned that his wife seemed to have no desire to do any of those activities.

So, according to him, he quit doing much of anything except what was forced upon him.

He’s looking for some sort of spark to re-energize his life and that he knows, but hasn’t excepted yet, that pain may accompany him from here on out.

An update 10/18/2020

This blogger, me, has been 70 years old for 10 days now.

My thoughts have been all over the place concerning my future.

It feels like my decisions over the next few days and weeks may impact my life in a major way.

This photograph was taken at Middle Georgia State University several months ago.

Looking at the photograph above stirs me. Am I to old for another mission or adventure?

This picture was taken in 2013 near Texola. Ah, great memories.

A decision, which path do I take, is forthcoming. Hopefully.

Photos from today 10/9/2020

The top three pictures were taken today at Middle Georgia State University in Macon, Georgia. The one of mom was taken near Centerville, Georgia.

An old friend passed away

This post is about how life goes sometimes.

Today is my birthday, and it has been a good day.

But, around 4:00 pm, news came that a friend of mine died with cancer.

Now, this evening, I will have a quiet dinner with a couple of family members to celebrate the day of my birth.

The ups and downs of life are many. But, I remain eager and grateful.

I’m sorry my friend is gone. He seemed to love being alive.

Photos from today 10/8/2020

These pictures were taken this morning at Amicalola Falls State Park in North Georgia.

The man in the hospital . . .

We may have all heard this many times,, but maybe not.
There were two men, both seriously ill, who shared the same hospital room. One man got a bed next to the room’s only window. The man was also allowed to sit up in his bed for an hour each afternoon to help him drain fluids from his lungs. The other man had to spend all his time lying flat on his back. The two roommates quickly bonded and started talking for hours on end. They talked about their lives, their job, children and wives. One day the man on the other side of the window, expressed how he envied the man near the window. From that day forth the man near the window started describing all the things he could see outside the window. The window overlooked a lovely park with a lake. Ducks played on the lake while children sailed their model boats. Young lovers walked arm in arm amidst flowers of every color and a fine view of the city skyline could be seen in the distance.The man on the other bed began to live for those one hour exchanges where he could hear and visualize the world outside the hospital room. The one hour of every day would broaden his world and he would feel enlivened by all the activity and color of the world outside. One fine afternoon the man by the window described a parade passing by. Although the other man could not hear the band, he could visualize it as the man by the window vividly described. Days and weeks passed by. One morning, a nurse arrived to examine the condition of the two patients. She found the lifeless body of the man by the window. The man had peacefully embraced his death in his sleep. The nurse sadly called the hospital attendants to take the body away.
The other man grieved the death of his roommate. But, as time passed by he started missing the way his roommate described the view out of the window. In a hope to have a peek out of the window and the beautiful world outside, the other man asked if he could be moved next to the window. The nurse happily made the switch. As soon as he was comfortable in his new bed, the man slowly and painfully propped himself up to take his first look at the world outside. The nurse delightfully watched as the man attempted to sit on the bed. But as he strained to slowly turn to look out of the window beside him. He was stunned to see a blank wall. The agitated man asked the nurse what could have made his roommate lie about the view outside the window.
“There is nothing to see from here. Where are all the wonderful things he saw? He described everything so vividly. Is this a new and recent wall? Why did he give me such vivid details that don’t exist?” He asked. The nurse shook her head and answered his questions, “Perhaps he just wanted to encourage you and make you happy. You see, your roommate was totally blind”.

Tomorrow is my 70th birthday

“Gratitude turns what we have into enough” Aesop

Like most folks, I would imagine, there have been a few times that, it seemed to me, like my life may be coming to an end. But, not yet, still moving.

This quote just came to mind; “We say time flies but actually time stays, and we go. We enter the starting blocks of life not knowing the length of the race. Our life may be a sprint or a marathon. We are not told in advance. All we can decide is how we will run.”

It seems important to me to acknowledge, or try to, how many folks have helped me, all of my life.

One more thought; It seems like I have began to embrace whatever occurs and try to keep moving forward.

Ah, that’s about it for now.

Well, one more thought, and this quote from Erma Bombeck has become part of the foundation for my life; “When I stand before God at the end of my life, I would hope that I would not have a single bit of talent left, and could say, ‘I used everything you gave me”

Strive for progress, not perfection

There’s been a time or two in my life when getting good at something, and doing it quickly, seemed more important than taking care of all of my business. Well, at least I thought so at the time.

Now, this old man is more of a “persistence and moderation” type of person.

Maybe something will come up someday and that will change, maybe not. I will consider that, then, if something does come up.

Photos from today 10/6/2020

These were all taken at Amicalola Falls State Park in North Georgia