Blog 2361 – 04.11.2022
Don’t Hurry Be Happy
I heard myself saying to friends and family yesterday, “At seventy-one I cannot help, but wonder why I was in such a hurry to get here.” Worrying is a stressful thing, but it was never as big a problem for me as has been hurrying.
I try to remind myself to stop and smell the roses, to look at the entire Universe of details through a child’s eyes and to enjoy each and every moment for the miracle it is.
One of my beloved and lovely wife Linda’s favorite songs is Celine Dione singing, How Does A Moment Last Forever. She still weeps uncontrollably every time she hears it. We are both seventy-one and have experienced a lifetime of wonderful moments and cherish those memories. Linda has long appreciated the poem that begins, “Come grow old with me, the best is yet to be…” I confess I have only lately come to appreciate that sentiment. Growing old has never had that much appeal to me, but barely four months into retirement I think I could grow to love this more leisurely pace. I might even consider changing my motto from “There’s a party all the time for them that choose” to “Don’t hurry, be happy.”
Your friend and fellow traveler,
How Does A Moment Last Forever