Prattling
An empty monitor page shines brightly in front of me, and a slowly blinking curser begs to respond to my fingers. My soul knows what I want to say, but my mind refuses to translate it into letters, nor words, nor sentences, or themes nor thoughts. It was only then that I realized my audience had changed. My readers of today know what my readers of twenty years ago didn’t. I have no advice to give to the young. They obey God’s voice to thrive, and thrive they must. Then they must wilt. Wilting is the latter of processes. The young have little need to go to the old for advice. Thriving has its own voice, its own ways, and will be obeyed. And so today I turn my thoughts to deeper things that I had neither the time nor the wisdom for. The master teaches us that even wisdom is folly.Come, eat your bread with joy and drink your wine with a good heart, because God is pleased with your works! Always let your garments be white and let not your head lack oil. And see life with the wife whom you have loved all the days of the life of your futility, because she is your lot in life and in your labor that you labor under the sun
There is my command. And see life with the wife whom you have loved all the days of the life of your futility. I am ill. My life is a misery every day, yet I scrabble for one more day. I don’t think I’ll be resisting death. But who knows. One good man falls off a chair when he is young, and dies. An old fool lives until he is a hundred. I think I dread being a hundred even more. But Snookums. My lot in life, who isn’t without her own ailments and resignations, she is still the one I see to. And I will see to her with my last breath.
Rusty's Armory 
March 13, 2023 at 4:06 pm
I hate that this is happening. I really do. If you are to eat your bread with joy and drink your wine with a good heart I find it unfair that you’re expected to do so in misery. C’mon, Jefe, there’s no need to make it so difficult. One thing I know, or think I do, whenever whatever comes, comes, you will deal with it with all the grace you can muster. In the words of that old Budweiser commercial, I love ya, man.
LikeLiked by 1 person
March 13, 2023 at 5:22 pm
live your life like there is no tomorrow, death is waiting right around the corner, I just wonder which corner…those youth will taste death way too soon and they will be shocked…Dana
LikeLiked by 1 person
March 13, 2023 at 5:40 pm
Every day together is a blessing and none of us know when the sun will set for the final time. Young and old alike have to make peace with that, but at least those of us of a certain age have a long lifetime of memories to cherish.
❤️
LikeLiked by 1 person
March 14, 2023 at 9:37 am
She is your reason for staying. Just as you are hers. You two are each other’s reason to keep on Keeping on. Love you both.
LikeLiked by 1 person
March 17, 2023 at 8:49 am
I can’t “Like” this post and I am in denial because our lovable curmudgeon is supposed to be around forever, so stick around because you DO have your beautiful lady to look after so that is reason enough to fight. (If only it was that easy right?) Anyway love ya dearly and hope whatever days you have left (YEARS ) may they be filled with peace, joy, and love.
LikeLiked by 1 person
March 18, 2023 at 4:07 pm
Thank you … it has been a patch for sure …
LikeLiked by 1 person