Yesterday I was told I looked worn.
Yesterday I locked myself in my office and cried for a solid 5 hours.
Yeterday I had my feelings on the cuffs of my shirt.
Yesterday I went to wally world.
Yesterday I got new make up.
Yesterday I got a new hair color.
Yesterday I got bangs again.
Yesterday I went to sleep.
Yesterday is over.
Today is a new day.
Today I am just as old and worn as yesterday.
Today I remember using the rock and chisel to form words on a tablet.
Today I remember using the abacus to count.
Today I remember walking 10 miles to and from school uphill in the snow both ways.
Today I remember riding a bike with one speed.
Today I remember black and white console televisions.
Today I remember wearing skates with keys.
Today I remember putting playing cards on my bike to make it rumble.
Today I remember getting one of the first color televisions.
Today I am kacklin over being old and worn.
Today is a new day and it is glorious!
Today, why don't you kackle over yesterdays?
Hugs!
6 comments:
I really dig this, Mom. We can let yesterday beat us down or we can view those wear marks as milestones. I have wrinkles today that I almost didn't have the chance to get a few yesterdays ago. Aged means we're living.
"Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well-preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside, totally worn out and proclaiming, 'WOW, WHAT A RIDE!!!'"
And skates with keys were hella fun - especially when the front screwed up and you were going at warp speed with no way to stop!!!
What a ride, indeed!!!
Amen son! Love you!
I can't remember this morning, let alone yesterday.
But if I try real hard, I remember using a payphone with an actual dime. I remember getting up to change the TV channel. And I remember writing and getting real letters in the real mail.
Can't do nothing about yesterday! Might as well enjoy today and tomorrow...
When I turned 18 I made 2 major decisions:
1- I boxed up all my worn out stuffed animals for the Goodwill;
2- It was time to quit high school and just go straight to college.
On my way out to school I tripped over my box of stuffed animals realizing I'd never really get old. Ever. ツ
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