Another normal day begins, suddenly I ask what do we mean by a normal day? For most of us it will be the task of getting up, seeing to our toiletry, going about our chores, taking medication and for those able to get on with it, their exercises.!!
Some people will be able go off to work, others will be shopping whilst juggling to maintain an interesting life while others are confined to sitting at two windows one at the front and the other from the back of the house.
All of us with different views as a new day dawns, each with our own expectations and fears as time relentlessly ticks away.
We eat our meals, even though they are becoming noticeably smaller and tasteless lately.
Eyes and teeth are playing up more often and suddenly we are seeing more and more of the negative sides of our various illnesses where everything seems to be coming at us from all sides at the same time.Loss of appetite and such confounded tiredness.
Okay so we are ill and there isn’t mutch that we can do about it but learn to accept the fact that we are still alive and coming up to one of the most amazing days on our calender, Christmas.
It doesn’t matter whether you believe in the guy in a red suit or not,it is a day that can touch all of us in a magical way. Perhaps just needing that extra assurance of knowing something nice might happen today, perhaps if we dream about it, it might just happen.
Look around you, the kids don’t even wear coats to school these days, remember what it was like for us with scarves, mittens, snow boots, winter coats and ear muffs? “Oh yes.” you say,..... “and the three mile trudge to school in the snow”. Today it’s bare arms and a cell phone.
They seem happy though and if the kids are prepared to share some of their happiness with me then I will return all that I possibly can. Each generation is so different, perhaps it is time that we learned from each other.
Right now I am able to close my eyes and ignore today’s competitive advertising, of shopping windows full of things that I shall never want and remember with affection the hand made gifts given and prepared with so much love when money was scarce.
I’m lucky because I have those memories to share. I might fall or stumble on the way when some thoughts are mixed up and in disarray but there again one could be in hospital, stuck in a terrible traffic accident, even, heaven forbid dead! But I am not. I am ALIVE.
Alive and waiting for those wonderful Christmas Greetings that we will all be sharing together here on Christmas Day. Can’t wait guys, can’t wait.
Allan,
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MERRY CHRISTMAS FROM DOWN UNDER
I feel close !
