Life reflections of an old man

Now that I’m in my 70’s. I find myself spending more time reflecting on what I have witnessed during the passing years. I saw television come into being. Phones had rotary dials and operators on the other end You could speak to. Plus you had to put up with party lines. That’s when you have several people who use 1 line and you had to wait your turn to use it.

Wars came and went. People and pets I loved left this world. A wife or two caused a major financial shift and life changes. Cars lost their class and became homogenous. The world became smaller and crowded. And you know that saying, you can never go home? I can’t. It’s not there anymore. In fact everywhere I used to know and love has been leveled and new places built upon. Every home I’ve lived in Is gone. It’s sobering and makes me feel lost. Well, the truth is, those connections are lost because they’re gone.

The other day I was making naturally fermented dill pickles. And my first impulse was to call my mother and ask her a quick question. Only to feel that surge of loss because I remembered she died many years ago. That sucked… I do accept getting older and know the reality of what’s fast approaching. Running out of time does that to a person.

I do try to reminisce on the positive side as much as possible. The birth of my children, holidays being surrounded by loved ones. Adventures driving from coast to coast, I’ve done that 7 times now. Sure wished gas was still 24 cents a gallon. Never seeing that again. Times do change and everything with it for sure.

Anyway, if you’ve read my ramblings, thanks. You all have a good one.