Warning: this is a calm rant. Like the warnings in fine print on the back of prescription labels.
I have dreams, I am persistent, and I feel joy in learning and reaching for what might or might not be possible in this life. If you, as a friend or professional, feel compelled to give me a reality check or say that what I imagine will never ever happen… please don’t.
Constructive criticism is golden. It assumes that things can somehow or other come to fruition. I don’t have the energy or spirit to lovingly process negative energy.
At this time in my life, it is not my desire to encourage or be manipulated by other people’s disappointments. I’ve survived some awful stuff and I’ve been lifted by amazing good fortune.
Next week I will turn 77 years old. I choose to make the best of every minute I have.
A respectfully submitted rant.
I dream things that never were and say “why not?” bobby, we hardly knew ye.
Some people may assume that old people like me get cranky as a result of age-related senility. That might happen, but I prefer to think that in the possibly short time I have left, I have to concentrate on finishing the important things I started back when I assumed I would live forever. I loved my profession, and for 47 years I took care of other people’s owees and booboos, while putting off the serious work I needed to do to make some dreams come true. Now that I have retired, I am into it, Whole Hawg ! I am in the garden, hybridizing in the Genus Lilium “from cain’t see til cain’t see”. I love to encourage people who are giving Life their best shot. I do not have enough time left to pat the heads of pity seekers whose lives have been a long series of bad decisions. Look around you. It is a great day to be alive !
I sure am glad that I get to live with you. brilliant man