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Rated: 18+ · Book · Personal · #2017254
My random thoughts and reactions to my everyday life. The voices like a forum.
I do not know quite what happened or when , but my hubby and I now qualify for seniors' discounts at some venues. This creates a quandary; in order to save money, but not face, we have to admit to our age. HMMMM..... We definitely do not consider ourselves to be old. In this day and age ,when people as a whole are living longer and healthier lives why are 'young seniors', those in their fifties, like moi, considered 'old'?? It's so true that age is just a perception! "Maturity" is very objective/subjective, and I object! Whew, a few years have skittered by since I composed this biography block. Those "fifties" are in the rear view mirror and they are distant, fond memories. Oh, I do not plan to stop writing any time soon.
July 24, 2017 at 9:02pm
July 24, 2017 at 9:02pm
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PROMPT: Motivational Monday! Actress Ruth Buzzi born on this day in 1936, once said, " Life has all sorts of hills and valleys, and sometimes you don't end up doing what you had your heart set out on, but sometimes that's even better!" When has something like this happened to you?
         Becoming a mother set me on a path of discovery. Not all of my three offspring were planned. Their arrivals ,as in the actual dates ,were not pre-planned. Even their actual conceptions were not planned. Trying to have a baby is a crap shoot. Things can be set in motion, but none of it is fool proof. The sex of the baby is not guaranteed. The health of an infant is not a given.
         Raising the child is accomplished with fortitude, perseverance, grit, flexibility, and a sense of humour. So much is unpredictable. There are many tears; tears of fear, tears of frustration, tears of exhaustion tears of anger, and tears of laughter. Most of this water works emanates from the mother.
         The timing of my parent initiation had never been set in stone, or fleshed out in detail. I had always assumed I'd be a Mom someday, as vague as that sounds. Instead, I had three children in four years. Yes, I now know what causes that, hindsight is everything. It wasn't my first career choice, but I have never regretted it.
         Perhaps, I'd have gone into teaching. I suppose I created my own students. We taught each other.


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