Why is it that when you want time to go slowly it whizzes by so quickly. This Easter weekend for example:- all the boys are home,; we have a take-away, go out for a meal, Easter roast and that's it -gone!! Tomorrow back in the car and Goodbye!
Life seems to be more Goodbye than Hello as you get older.
Goodbye - you leave work: Goodbye - children leave home: Goodbye - family and friends die (well we are getting to THAT sort of age now).
We still want to say Hello - what is the saying - Strangers are just friends we haven't met yet.
But you get to our age and people don't want to meet you! You're a dinosaur! Boring! Past it! You're must be after something! You're not our sort!
I thought that when I got to this age I wouldn't care - I'd be confident, settled. I'd have done most of what I had hoped for when I was young and still have the energy, enthusiasm and money to do the rest.
But No - it's not like that at all. I still crave approval, acceptance and appreciation.
I thought I'd made all the right choices - always been sensible - thought of others before myself.
Don't get me wrong, I have a good life. I have a loving husband - the romance died ages ago. Three fantastic sons who have achieved more than I have already. A nice house - needs a bit of TLC (don't we all) but no funds available.
It is down to state of mind I suppose. Today I feel low because my boys go back tomorrow. I'm not normally so negative. I'm the one who's encouraging everyone else. The glass is always half full! So time to listen to my own advice - get on with what needs to be done, enjoy it and be proud of a job well done.
I'll smile at my boys tomorrow and remind them of how proud I am of them, how it's my job to get them to fly the nest and I really don't expect them to be home much. I'll even try to mean it but not sure I'll actually convince anyone.
Have a lovely Easter - if anyone reads this) back soon.
As someone in my early 20s at the beginning of my career, I'm also guilty of spending a lot of time away from home. But I do have my mum at the back of my mind all the time and I'm sure your boys would love to be home more if they could.
ReplyDeleteI enjoy making friends with people in different stages of their lives, because we learn so much from each other. Strangers are just friends we haven't met yet and I'm sure back in April you just haven't crossed paths with strangers who are meant to be your friends.
Looking forward to the next blog, hope it'll be more positive :) xxx