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 |    My random thoughts and reactions to my everyday life. The voices like a forum. |
| I do not know quite what happened or when , but my hubby and I now qualify for seniors' discounts at some venues. This creates a quandary; in order to save money, but not face, we have to admit to our age. HMMMM..... We definitely do not consider ourselves to be old. In this day and age ,when people as a whole are living longer and healthier lives why are 'young seniors', those in their fifties, like moi, considered 'old'?? It's so true that age is just a perception! "Maturity" is very objective/subjective, and I object! Whew, a few years have skittered by since I composed this biography block. Those "fifties" are in the rear view mirror and they are distant, fond memories. Oh, I do not plan to stop writing any time soon. |
| hurs. April 9th Prompt. by Fivesixer (654) What will you never take for granted again once we are no longer quarantined? I will never take the simple act of travelling where I want, when I want, and to visit anyone I wish for granted. I miss that freedom to just go whether that means a road trip, or a flight. I miss being in the same room with my family, all of them, immediate and extended. I miss that close contact. Being with a baby and bonding with them is much more fun when in close proximity. A baby doesn't respond to Facetime and phone chats with as much enthusiasm as her parents and grandparents. Coaxing to wave, smile, and say something at a screen doesn't always evoke a loving response. A baby is meant to be snuggled and social media cannot replace or replicate that. I will never take dining out in a restaurant with someone doing the cooking, the serving, the clearing up, and the clean-up for granted ever again. Oh what luxury it is to enjoy a meal you did not have to plan and execute. Dining 'out' caters to spontaneity. At the moment, I follow the take it or leave it menu. If me and myself behave, I may toast the bread for the peanut butter sandwiches. If we are all in agreement and harness the correct amount of enthusiasm, we may chop, dice, and saute something. Meh, we're not starving, but we're growing weary of our cooking. I will never take for granted the casual conversation on the street or in a shop with strangers. I will not miss shouting from a distance. I will not miss the face masks that conceal expressions and subtle nuances. I will never take for granted that I have a home, a shelter to safely self-isolate in. I may see the same four walls a bit too much lately, but at least it's home sweet home. My two room mates, me and myself, aren't all that bad. I can tolerate them. |
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