Retired from the University of Texas and too old to play soccer anymore. Now, in the twilight of his years, time is spent writing in this blog, hiking and exploring Texas Parks, photography, working out, gardening and tending to the five ponds he built .
What is life you might well ask as it assumes it’s normal task of keeping each one of us alive although we know not the reason why what is that spark that makes us live and just as quickly can see us die with a body adapted well as we grow and returns to the earth when our last breath shows
What is it that the Maker creates that spark of life to set us free with only a few short years to our name instead of living for eternity and while alive we are at risk of anyone of a number of things sickness being the most common of all many of the sort that our lives will fall.
We each have a limited amount of time as the body grows old and gives up that spark hoping to die a natural death right up to our final breath while we are alive and in our prime there is an awful lot of living to do as we progress our lives through the years with laughter and happiness sorrow and tears.
Most of us as we go through life are only concerned to lessen the strife that impacts our lives and the ones that are dear not giving a thought to those others out there who each have their lives doing exactly the same trying to live to the best of the game and keep their families safe and sound as time marches on and consequences abound.
In the end we will all die no matter how hard we try keeping fit and eating the right things not taking risks as if we had wings keeping our feet firmly on the ground facing life whose troubles abound and finally coming to the end to return to the earth which is now our friend.
I am not afraid to die yet I want to know the reason why I did not last a few more years going through life which I hold dear leaving friends and pets behind saying goodbye for that one last time to return to the earth from where life began gone forever from this land.
I had another day today when I could not think of a thing to say that others might find interesting to read and stay awhile their curiosity in need of something stimulating and bright or make them laugh with all of their might alas no humor in me today as I go about my way with the world a somber place and wildfires threatening the human race animals in need of a helping hand as the fires spread throughout their land closer to home we have troubles of our own as Congress sits the President to de-throne turning this country to an upside down place as the Politicians take sides whether to displace and impeach the President of this land if there are enough votes at hand making the people to choose sides awaiting for the Members to decide even while waiting for these actions to start the country is hurting being torn apart with no hope at all to politely disagree and friends and neighbors will be enemies such is the way of the modern world where news spreads fast the mind in a whirl I too am an immigrant to this land from England where it was originally planned that America as it was known would always belong to the English throne but the subjects who were already here had different ideas and with no fear sent the English back to their land causing them to disband declaring the country the Land of the Free and giving the Nation its liberty but Americans being the mix that they are no longer like strangers from countries afar they are not welcome to inhabit this space no more the land of the free a terrible disgrace the people here have memories so short that everyone was welcomed through New York’s port. and erected a statue for everyone to see that you are welcome here to the Land of the Free.
Today outside it is rainy and cold and my interests in being out there are on hold as I had planned to hike today but the inclement weather has made me stay indoors along with the dogs in the heat who are all snuggled up warm and asleep all of them have their favorite places where none of the others dare show their faces Mikey has a chair right next to mine where he spends most of his time when I am working at my desk this is the spot that he loves the best just a paws length away and close to his Dad surely the best spot of all to be had and occasionally when he thinks it is time he will jump from his chair and onto mine looking for attention that he knows is there spending time on my lap which the others can’t share although Sandy is not going to be left out her favorite spot is without a doubt one of the dog beds that are spread around of which at least four can be found but the minute I get up or stroke Mikey’s head she is right there beside us with a, stroke me instead making sure she gets her fair share of attention wiggling away to be part of the action and the minute she figures the treats are all through back to the beds more snoozing to do there is only one more dog in the clan since Ginnie has gone to the Promised Land Buddy the little old man of them all at fourteen or so and not very tall who is deaf and half blind but still trucks around on walkabouts in the garden where he can be found wandering on pathways where he gets confused and quickens his pace as he tries to choose the right way to go to get back inside as his senility is sometimes a little hard to hide he always eventually gets it right and pushes through the doggy door with all of his might and heads back to his basket where he can sleep and dream of the walkabout his memory can keep it’s great to have four legged friends who are loving and faithful right to the end who sense my moods if I am down or join in with me if I act the clown who ask nothing more than to be by my side with love and affection they do not hide if dogs have a fault then it has to be said their short lifespan breaks hearts when they are dead till another comes along not to replace but to fill in the voids in that big empty space that their passing does leave as Nature does say that the cycle goes on for another day I will always have dogs right to the end until my flesh is so weak that I cannot fend for them or for me and my time will cease as I lay down by their graves my spirit at peace.
Another year has come to an end and with its passing like losing a friend with the New Year not far behind bringing in things of a different kind it’s not like we have a fresh start and that our troubles all depart everything that was there before is still there knocking on our door we are not really another year older and definitely not any wiser even though twelve months have passed we hope that it is not the last of these years that keep passing by before we reach up to the sky and give up our life here on this earth hoping that we have proved our worth enough of these melancholy thoughts instead we are grateful what time has bought another year spent on this planet with family and friends and pets along with it lots of things to look forward to what they are we haven’t a clue but it matters not whether good or bad or whether they make us happy or sad the future for us is already ordained we cannot change what it is or keep it the same our lives are governed by forces unknown and the time that we have is really on loan and is over in the blink of an eye as time is as deep as the endless sky and all we can do is enjoy what is there with Nature to guide us we haven’t a care on this Beautiful Planet that we call home with others around us we are never alone. Happy New Year.
Funny thing that when you are young and your life has just begun you never think of that day when your life starts slipping away as the present is all fun and play and the body reacts in a normal way then one day what used to be fun now takes more effort as aging has begun the aches and pains and all the hard knocks take longer to heal and are more of a shock bathroom breaks come faster it seems and walking past one the impossible dream the hair is gone and now there’s a gut no matter on how hard you suck to try to make yourself look thin for that is an unlikely dream pretty girls are still worth the time to watch them out of the corner of your eye for to stare at them admiring their form only gets you treated with scorn and labelled as a dirty old man though what it is that they don’t understand that looking at them is all you can do as age has left you a little askew and things that used to work so fine now are reminders of a different time with physical pleasures a thing of the past alas good things just don’t last you sigh and walk slowly away with thoughts abound of a long lost day when girls looked at you with smouldering eyes handsome and confident needing no disguise not thinking that this day would come and an old man in more ways than one and that is about the extent of my life which now resembles more of a strife to get my body to work just fine even though it takes more time to crawl out of bed so cozy and warm with the company of dogs who true to form snuggle up in the night which is no mean feat staying close to me to get the heat that my body puts off to keep them warm thinking that this is the norm and is what dogs do in their natural way to protect their hooman from going astray the body may be weak but the spirit is strong though it takes more effort to drive it along it’s still worth the time that the effort does take as even an old man has a future at stake it’s not time to lay down and die but to give it a shot and your best try and to work through the aches and the pains and be smart about what is possible to attain as an old man still has his pride in allowing his body to be his guide if he can physically perform each task then there is nothing left to ask and until his dying day this old man will do things his way…
Sitting here at Covert Ford waiting for my truck just a routine service call and with any luck I will be out of here real soon on the road to home back to the happy little dogs whom I had left alone they will be pleased to see me back with waggily tails for greeting and I will make a fuss of them and show them how I’m feeling happy to be back home to do my normal things tend to the ponds and feed the fish and calm all their misgivings
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