Meaning: we are well on the downhill side of our time in the city by February 14. Meaning: we can start looking forward to going home, Spring and having fun!
But we’ll be without Meg. That will be weird. Fid is finding the whole thing confusing. On walks, he sometimes tends to hold back and look over his shoulder wondering where she is. We just wait until he ‘gets it’ again and we then trundle off. Weird.
We are still pretty active down here, tho. Visiting, shopping, writing up documents, having meetings, learning to zen-drive again (being somewhat unconscious while driving so as to NOT be driven mad by the delays and overall waste of time that city transit is). It is all good. Kinda. In a Borg-ville kinda way.
As they say, resistance is futile. We are undergoing assimilation.
But they won’t get us. We can see the light. We will escape. Freedom is just another word for getting out of the city and we are already eyeing the chains that currently bind us. We’ll be OK.
Not so some of my friends. Some are as good as anchored forever.
As readers know, I have a friend with a terminal disease. Like Lou Gherig’s, it is a wasting away-thing. And it has had it’s way with him for over five years. It is beyond comprehension how horrible this thing is. He is, as they say, courageously battling it but….in such cases courage doesn’t really count. The disease always wins. So, it is hard. Very hard. Being anchored doesn’t begin to describe this kind of thing.
Other friends are doing fine but, of course, having to face their challenges from just getting older to dealing with illness and frailty as well. Some are just having to work longer than they wanted and still others are feeling the demands of still-dependent children or even more dependent elderly parents. No question – life is a challenge and some of those challenges are pretty hard.
And make no mistake – it is all age related. The challenges being encountered are not new. People throughout time have had to face them. This world has a myriad of obstacles to overcome but there is not one where time or aging or untimeliness is not a factor. Time, it seems, affects everything.
We, of course, are not without some challenges. No one gets a free ride. But, in all honesty, it seems like we are having a pretty good time of things and we are extremely grateful for what we have. We are very, very fortunate.
Think: little piglets at a buffet.
Having said all that, we are even more happy when we are home and I don’t think that is because most people are happier at home. I think it is that and a bit more. The bit more is that our home is so wonderfully enriched by nature and all that it includes. Yes, that lifestyle involves more physical work and some logistical difficulties but, when you can still navigate those waters, such effort makes everything better. You know?
And, of course, time will eventually affect our ability to navigate. We know that. But, until then, we are happy and going to remain so. Squeal…………
The countdown from Valentine’s day continues……………