Yesterday is a blur to me, having slept through most of the day. As my husband says, I had a nap for breakfast, lunch and dinner. I felt such exhaustion that I found it difficult to make a phone call. Today has been a bit better, thanks to the help of some Tylenol for a constant headache. I still felt like I was pulling a fifty pound weight around all day so once I made the decision to go upstairs and brush my teeth, I detoured to the bedroom, snuggled up in my blankets and had yet another long afternoon nap. I don’t know what’s wrong…maybe a virus of some sort? I do hope that things will get better by tomorrow because I’ve got two hours of interpreting for the deaf, three hours of tutoring and a long drive to London for my son’s graduation on Monday morning.
It got me thinking though… how marvelous it is when the human body is working well. I taught Science for ten years and I became increasingly appreciative of the ways that God knit me together in my mother’s womb. I have not taken my good health for granted – I have always eaten and slept well, exercised regularly , never smoked or abused my body in any way and I am so thankful that my body has cooperated with me for the past fifty plus years.
However, I am also very cognizant of the reality that this outer shell is wasting away and that the natural aging process is changing my body. I am not so quick to jump onto a trampoline and throw a back layout, full twist. I can’t ride my bike in the blistering heat. I will definitely think twice about getting up on one waterski this summer and I can count on a couple of days here and there when my back will go into spasm. I have to watch my cholesterol and yes, I recently found my glasses in the freezer. There is the odd spider vein showing and more than the odd grey hair. My favourite jeans seem to be shrinking and conversations with similarly aged friends seem to eventually get around to various aches, hot spells and gravity-induced body changes that we are experiencing in this stage of life.
Yet, I wouldn’t change a thing because truly, this is the best season of my life. There is a lovely contentment and peace that I never knew when I was younger. I want less and thoroughly enjoy simplicity. I don’t have to perform, I care very little about what other people think of me, and I have a few wonderful friends. I adore my husband and I live in a house by the water that is big enough for my wonderful kids to come and visit whenever they want to but small enough that none of them want to stay.
I love to write and hope to publish a book some day. I enjoy watching my hostas flourish and my periwinkle slowly crawl through the garden. Even my twenty two year old son wants a homemade blanket and our grandson loves to go on adventures with me. The sunsets are glorious around here and there is nothing like a quick dip in the lake before heading to bed.
Most of all, I know what I believe and I unashamedly desire to honor God and love others.
I want every day to count so I hope that I won’t have too many days when I sleep through all three meals.
Since my youth, O God, You have taught me, and to this day, I declare Your marvelous deeds. Even when I am old and gray, do not forsake me, O God, till I declare Your power to the next generation, Your might to all who are to come.