The Days of our Lives

It is not easy to explain how a person’s feelings and psyche change over the decades of their life. It’s hard to describe. If you are lucky enough to live a long life, or are getting there like I am, you will know what I mean.

It’s not just the loss of some of the physical attributes, like taste, smell, vision problems due to cataracts and macular degeneration, and other often taken for granted functions of the body.

There is also a change of the way we older folk fit into society, and in my mind at least, an altered perception of the way the Universe around me feels. Somehow this all feels different than it did 55 years ago when I was running around as a ten year old. The newness of life has worn off, and although I still enjoy life immensely, it seems the the sharp, crisp corners of existence are now a little rounded.

Life often seems a quarter bubble off from being level.

I just can’t quite put my finger on it to say what I really mean!

My mechanism is winding down, the boiling water is settling down to a simmer.

And, the strangest thing of all is that I can now accept this outcome, where once I would have denied it…..

Does anyone else out there get what I am saying…?