So, I'm trying to decide what I miss most! Lately I've been abandoned by four very old friends and the jury is out on which one of them has left the largest void in my life. It's tough, trying to get by without them. But, as we know, life goes on. We must make adjustments. They're gone and most likely will never return. Though the grief is real and intense, and I miss them every day, I am resolved to move on.
They were old reliable friends: my mind, my hearing, my fingers, and my shoulders. Up front let me make it clear that I'm not making fun of people who are handicapped in any way. I'm just confessing the loss of these good friends after their being with me for the past sixty four years.
The mind thing is mostly about memory. Thankfully this mind still functions for the most part, and gets me through the challenges of each day. But, the memory part is experiencing some sync problems. Someone explained it like this: the human mind is a bucket. From birth we start putting knowledge and information into the bucket. At some point it gets full. Things start falling out. What falls out is what went in there last. So, I can remember what I did in 1965, but not what I had for breakfast this morning. Then again, there's a certain bliss with this loss. Some things may be best forgotten.
The hearing involves a mixture of fun, frustration, and sometimes frenzy. Every sentence Harriet and I share these days closes with "huh?" That can be a little funny, and a little frustrating. There's the possibility we're often using the mumbling dialect on occasion as well. But, the hearing thing can involve absolute panic too. When Harriet asks, "Is my new blouse too tame?" I'm a little rattled if I hear "I think the house is aflame." Still, sometimes it's fun to act clueless. What?
OK, it's not a real day if I don't drop my keys thirteen times before I get the house locked and the car started every morning. Evidently my fingers have lost some of their feeling. Maybe it's some nerve damage from operating the keyboard on my lap top or doing the texting thing these days. But, the loss of my fingers is alarming at times. I mean, coffee mugs and drinking glasses don't rebound when I drop them. They're not like keys. Not to mention the agility to handle buttons and zippers, signing documents, and doing other delicate things. I really miss my fingers.
Shoulders may seem a little insignificant. But, these days lap top cases, shoulder bags, and luggage won't stay in place. Half-way to the car they all slide off what used to be my shoulder and end up in the crook of my elbow. Harriet's make-up bag doesn't hang well from the elbow, especially when I've got her book bag in one hand, and groceries in the other. Maybe it's a man thing, but I'd like strong shoulders.
So, I'm a little puzzled about which one I miss the most. I thought I had it all worked out yesterday, pros and cons, a detailed listing of each item, how they were used in the past, and what I miss about them today. You know, a spread sheet with four columns and notations.
But, I can't remember where I put it.
MY LINK
Posted by: click here | December 18, 2013 at 03:56 AM