Nine years ago on my birthday (August 10th) I'd spoken to my Papa last. Four days later Papa passed away.
Life has lost it's luster since then. The sky appears a shade greyer the grass a tint paler, my heart somewhat harder and my head a bit heavier (I guess it is a byproduct of the harder heart).
Overall life as I knew it is sadly changing.
Living, loving and laughing came natural to me then; now it takes effort. To draw comparison from Winnie-the-Pooh it's like going from a jumpy jolly care free Tigger to a grumpy, moody Eeyore is how it is trending.
Pause, clarify, repeat was how our conversations went then unlike the hurried to-the-point "conversations" of now...
I feel stranded at times with everyone rushing around me, in their own course of life, with less time to talk, lesser still to listen and none at all for the details.
Often times I find myself rushing too, rushing thru' the day's events, rushing thru' traffic, rushing thru' conversations...Why such a hurry? Where am I going? No clue.
Then I was a child, now I have grown; that's the only reasoning I could think of.
So today for a change I am going to kick back - all the way back - and relax. So, tell me what have you got? Whatever I missed please bring it on!