Last week I talked
about my reluctance to
see summer end and
fall arrive. Well, I’ve changed my mind, mainly because of the cooler temperatures.
I know we’ll have more hot weather. This is Arkansas, but I'm ready now.
Besides, there’s no stopping change. It happens everyday.
We might as well look on the bright side.
A Few Things Come to Mind
Boxes appear at the best-ever-neighbors’ house, followed by a moving
van. Suddenly you’re visiting them one last time in their almost-empty place.
|The Rucker's view from their new condo|
in Little Rock River Market District.
(Photo courtesy of Cissy Rucker)
It won’t be the last visit. No way. But it will be different. However, we know
the way downtown to that shiny new high-rise condo. And we’re happy for them
because they’re excited about their digs. With that view, who wouldn't be?
Children grow up and leave home. But then you get to know them on an
entirely new adult level. And sometimes they give you grandchildren. We have
eight, and they're all a joy.
|This is just part of our group. Maria and her family |
weren't with us for Christmas that year.
Grandchildren graduate from high school and then college, get that
first professional job or go to grad school.
Where did the time go?
I look in the mirror and see my mother. She was cute, but I want to look like I did when Terry and I got married. Well, okay like I did when we celebrated our 30th wedding anniversary in New York City.
|That guy beside me is what you call really old.|
Museum of Natural History
New York City, 2004
|Peggy and me|
A long, long time ago
Then I remember my beloved friend, Peggy, who would have given anything to grow old with us. When I said goodbye to her, I vowed I wouldn't fret over birthdays again.
Mirrors don't lie, so I just say come on Rodan + Fields Redefine, do your thing. We’ll work with what we’ve got. By the way it's a great skin care product. If you want to try it, check in with my super Rep, Darby Barton of Fayetteville. (That's an unpaid recommendation. Yes, it's that good.)
Perhaps part of my reluctance to embrace another autumn is that it means winter's not far behind it.
If I'm fortunate, I'll have another birthday in less than five months. They’re piling up.
So much to do.
So much to finish.
There are many good things, but what is
God’s best for me—for
Be very careful, then, how you live—not
as unwise but as wise,
16 making the most of every
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