Ten years? That went by in the blink of an eye! Hang on while I blow some of the dust off this place, and shake out some of the cobwebs!
Ten years? So what the heck has been happening? Well, in a nutshell... I'm ten years older, with all the wonderful crap that goes along with that. I am standing on the threshold of 'The Golden Years.' You all know what that is: The biggest con job of our lifetime.
Go to work, work hard, do honest work, for you will eventually gather in your reward. Squirrel away all those dreams and plans, fill a huge bucket with that list of things you have to do before you die, keep your nose to the grindstone, and voila! Golden years! Time to live those dreams...
BUT remember you have to do it between doctor's appointments, and you don't want to start during allergy season, and don't forget to pack along your extra bag of prescriptions and your CPAP machine. Then there are the physio appointments for your new knee, the eye doctor appointments, that hearing test you have scheduled, and don't forget the extra travel insurance you're going to need.
We tell our teenagers to get out there and get a job, while keeping their grades up. We tell them the virtue of walking ten miles in the snow to get to school (uphill, both ways), that it builds character and stamina.
Maybe we need to cut them a little slack. Let them be kids for a while. It doesn't mean letting them sit around doing nothing or running amok, but if they want to travel, to see the world, let them! If they want to spend a week at the beach or on the lake, there is no harm in that.
Man, the dust in here is bad for my asthma! And there's another damned kid on my lawn!
Hmmm, can Lazarus rise after 10 years in the crypt?
