So now I’m 71. I am just about beginning to think that the years ahead of me are fewer than those behind. And so, where have they gone, what have I done with them. All those years behind me. My God!!! Where have they gone, dissipated, evaporated into a nothingness of vapourized memories; which, according to statistics will be totally lost through age related forms of dementia and/or Alzheimer’s disease. MY GOD – Why worry. Just go ahead and enjoy what remains of the rest of my life.
I keep trying to. But the world keeps invading my lovely and gorgeous peaceful world with Jim, my husband, and Beth my most wonderful, uplifting and happy SpringerXBorder Collie Beth. Happiness is out walking through the Crimple Valley, or anywhere, with those two. What more can bliss be?
My list of places I want to visit is slowly dissipating – I no way want to visit places in danger of attack by sad people, misguided through their fanatical view of their religion, or other people angered to destruction by total dismay of life; or even face the thought of the danger of simply being there, airports for example.
Who would want, or even think of causing mayhem by blowing themselves up [so sad to think of such a terrible thing to do], in the lovely and lonely valley I walk through with my Beth. It simply wouldn’t be news worth reporting – and is the epitome of peace, which is worlds away from life known in our News Reporting World.
So – Do I really want to go to Paris, to visit the galleries and see the works of art I love so dearly. do I really want to go to Barcelona or Madrid or Vienna – to see works created by artists – when I have bliss on my doorstep – in the form of nature – Galsworthy re-created. Yes – it would be lovely – to feel the warmth of the sun as well, but we have the internet. Not quite the same as seeing the real thing. But I have my allotment, and the flowers there, and the sweet peas, at last, are flowering in abundance. So beautiful, with heady perfume. What more from life but the heady perfume of growing flowers, my Jim by my side and Beth, my dog. Life to perfection.
Its a dogs life 