It's Never too late

October 29

I had a thought this morning about how you sometimes say something,that at the time sounds fine, but in retrospect, like 25 years later, you wonder,"where did that come from". I am thinking of the day my husband had his heart attack, over 25 years ago. The first thing I said was "who will bring me coffee in the morning".How dumb was that.Now I can see that to me ,that heart attack was the end of the routine we had made for ourselves and, yes, my life was to be changed forever. As a note, he does still bring me coffee in bed every morning.

After his stroke 14 years ago, a brother in law asked me what I would miss the most. Without thinking, I said "getting presents".That, too, was revealing. We are not a present giving family. We just aren't.For birthdays, etc. we call and tell them how special they are to us.And we sing Happy Birthday over the phone. That's always good for a laugh.I guess I was saying, way back when my psychiatrist brother in law asked me the question,was that maybe I did want a present .I think that a present is my metaphor for life.Give me a present of my old life back. It's never too late to know that your life can change in a heart beat. Knowing that, get out there,live a little,live a lot and take along the one you love.

Bettye 30.10.2012 00:03

Another beautifully written page. It is never too late for me to appreciate your talents, my friend.

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01.12 | 14:15

Safe travels. See you soon. sally

04.07 | 12:10

I read the last page first too. It’s a family curse.

22.05 | 12:38

so glad youre here mom!

29.08 | 17:45

Don't quite know how this got to me but it was on the top line of my computer (not in email) But I really enjoyed it. I truly admire you.