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Yeah, I'm pushing it on this one. But I'm still posting before the end of the day!
As Young As You Feel Day
I'm not sure I always agree with this, because some days, I feel real old. Still, most days, I don't feel like I'm old... or rather, that I'm as old as I am. When you are little, each year is a milestone, and the differences between one year and the next are obvious and striking. The difference between 7 and 8, between 2nd and 3rd grade is immense (especially at the time). In a year you move from Middle School to High School. From home to Kindergarten, from Senior to college. Each year is another step to being adult, being out and on your own. The difference between 26 and 27? Or between 33 and 34? Not even a candle on the cake anymore, I bet. Hell, even between 39 and 40 the difference is only in your mind (and pressed on everyone by our idiotic age-phobic society.
As far as the day goes, I feel pretty good most of time. In the end, though, I would never want to be young again, especially if I had to do so without all the years I've spent figuring out who the hell I am.
International Goof-off Day
I really would have enjoyed being about to goof-off all day today. Actually though, the real pleasure in goofing-off comes from doing it spontaneously. Planning a goof-off day seems restrictive. I reserve the right to move this day to any day in the future that I choose.
Sing-Out Day
Sing, sing a song. Sing out long-- sing out strong... I like singing. Most people ask me not to, but I still like doing so. Fortunately my family doesn't complain.
Once, when Myr was little and I was rocking and singing to her, Wil watched us for a moment and then said: It's no wonder every child thinks their mother sings like a angel. And it's true. It didn't matter if I was in tune or on key, it only matters that she knew she was loved. Every child should be sung to, every child should know that kind of love.
World Day for Water
Living where I do, I take water for granted. I know this. You drill anywhere around here and you will hit water. There are rivers and lakes and streams... I know that we've been in a drought cycle these last few years and the water table is down, but I see green when I look around (or I do when the snow is gone). I need that green. It is the color of life.
As Young As You Feel Day
I'm not sure I always agree with this, because some days, I feel real old. Still, most days, I don't feel like I'm old... or rather, that I'm as old as I am. When you are little, each year is a milestone, and the differences between one year and the next are obvious and striking. The difference between 7 and 8, between 2nd and 3rd grade is immense (especially at the time). In a year you move from Middle School to High School. From home to Kindergarten, from Senior to college. Each year is another step to being adult, being out and on your own. The difference between 26 and 27? Or between 33 and 34? Not even a candle on the cake anymore, I bet. Hell, even between 39 and 40 the difference is only in your mind (and pressed on everyone by our idiotic age-phobic society.
As far as the day goes, I feel pretty good most of time. In the end, though, I would never want to be young again, especially if I had to do so without all the years I've spent figuring out who the hell I am.
International Goof-off Day
I really would have enjoyed being about to goof-off all day today. Actually though, the real pleasure in goofing-off comes from doing it spontaneously. Planning a goof-off day seems restrictive. I reserve the right to move this day to any day in the future that I choose.
Sing-Out Day
Sing, sing a song. Sing out long-- sing out strong... I like singing. Most people ask me not to, but I still like doing so. Fortunately my family doesn't complain.
Once, when Myr was little and I was rocking and singing to her, Wil watched us for a moment and then said: It's no wonder every child thinks their mother sings like a angel. And it's true. It didn't matter if I was in tune or on key, it only matters that she knew she was loved. Every child should be sung to, every child should know that kind of love.
World Day for Water
Living where I do, I take water for granted. I know this. You drill anywhere around here and you will hit water. There are rivers and lakes and streams... I know that we've been in a drought cycle these last few years and the water table is down, but I see green when I look around (or I do when the snow is gone). I need that green. It is the color of life.
