As Julie and I celebrate our 55th wedding anniversary and my 75th birthday

5 AM is a good time to reflect on what has been, what is and what might actually be

Marrying at 19 and 20 provided great opportunities to develop or sink

Being raised in incredibly supportive families provided a great framework

From there, Julie finished the job of raising me

We finished school , Julie went into teaching, I went to the Postal Service and then a little teaching

Four Children and five grandchildren have produced many photo ops and delightful moments

And just like so many others, we have had joys and sorrows

Yet our life raft has been faith, family, and friends

Yes, we are talking about you now

If I could write a book, it would be about our friends that have held us up

It would be about the many people who have encouraged us and help show us the way

In addition, for me, my life truly began with Julie

My sister’s best friend transformed into dreams I never knew

I do thank God so much for this time

Yes, there is a case to be made then I have been OCD about Julie

But no, nobody’s perfect

But from Julie and I, this is a shout out for all that you have given us

You will have our eternal gratitude, thank you

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Scottish plaid pajama bottoms

Just had to have them as they flashed across Kohl’s advertisement

Never really was a pajamas, man

Mostly slept with sweatpants.

But this was too much so reminiscing of the Cameron plaid

A lot  of red, some green, some blue

My purchasing agent from Kohl’s quickly obtained it for me

Wearing pajamas became so exciting

Alas my displ,erasures with taking  something downstairs to wash and dry and bring back up

For stalled the effort to maintain a sweet smelling bedroom

And so it happened one night, preparing precious sleep

Reaching under my pillow, aghast,  the pajama bottoms were gone

Didnt’t notice the sheets had been changed

I’m not too bright, but I did become suspicious that an individual

Had decided to wash my pajamas with the sheets

How dare an arbitrary insider

Make jaundiced decisions about what is clean

I already knew that if I sat and ate at a particular spot at the kitchen table

That as I arose from my seat, a cleaning rag with sanitizer   would be approaching

As if to get an ‘A’ rating for our house

The kitchen each night is impeccable absolutely impeccable

You couldn’t catch a germ in my kitchen if you paid for it

My conclusion about what happened to my pajamas, was true

They were in the wash with the sheets

In my mins an arbitrary  decision was made about the freshness of my Scottish plaid pajama bottoms

Of course, I discovered this this as I prepared for bed

And I’m not really quite that bright

it took me till the next morning with a cup of coffee in my hand

That  I was able to conclude that not only had the sheets been washed

But  my precious pajamas had been tossed in the washer with them

So now a conundrum,  I could speak up about the injustice of someone arbitrarily

Deciding when my pajamas were dirty

But then I remembered I got clean sheets and an exquisite companion out of the deal

I’ll save my thoughts for another time. OK.

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A deep breath

The ‘Chock full of nuts coffee’ is made

My morning companion, Darcy’, is fed

Paid my early visit to the lavatory

Plugged in all my chargers

So all my Bluetooth and wi-if connections

Will update my health status

After a night’s sleep with my sleep apnea machine

Maybe put  a load of wash on

Check my email because that is really the only mail I get

Run through the regular news sources, NYT, WP, Facebook, Apple & Google news

Then finally a deep breath again

To quiet the nerve endings

That are rising to the top of my brain

So that maybe just maybe anxiety will not overwhelm me

My therapist assures me that I am my own worst enemy

That I thrust myself into everyone’s else problems with my own solutions

Which unfortunately fries all my mental circuits and some physical ones

Again more deep breathes

There is a school of thought that this deep breathing exercise

Should be repeated many times a day!

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It’s only now

A great piece has come over me

I understand quite clearly now

That I will not be able to change everything in this world

However  there are a few items on what I guess is my bucket list

Onw is developing home repair skills,fixing things around the house skills

For a long time, I blamed the way I was raised.

My poor father, I laid it all at his feet

It’s clear now that I am quick capable of using a screwdriver

I don’t know what else I might be able to, but I do understand that I certainly can develop

It is on my terms however, I can only proceed slowly and when I understand what I have to accomplish

It is quite natural that I will periodically refer to my advisor. My home advisor help

However, I believe she has become somewhat burned out. I’m being my big-time assistant

It’s not like I need any new jobs, careers, interest, everything I have needed to do before is still here

Actually, my writing this is an indication of how I have been lagging in some of the things I enjoy doing

Writing is one of them

For a long time now, I have been silent muffled by my own lethargy

Quite clearly, my little scribbling of really been just me talking to myself

I suppose that was their main persona

So I will come back again, gladly

To speak to the one fellow who needs to continue this Journey!

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It’s only now

Whispers reach my ears

Steps approaching of impending encounters

Till this time youth, ambition, myopic vision

Assured my goals and dreams would be completed

Yet as shadows begin to cloud my vision

Slowly an awareness there was much that was not seen

Doubts seeping into a once confident mind

Where have I been, what have I done

Well or poor

Not for me to know

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Instead of slowing down

Life, my thoughts seem to be on the autobahn

Choosing to go back to work

Seemed to be a choice to  reengage

Never anxious, now questioning everything

Am I antiquated, past my prime, alright, alright way past my prime

What relevancy do I have

Done this, done this many times

Why do it again

VALIDATION! I’m still in the game, thank you.

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Don’t cry again

Hours were whizzing by

Days were consumed with waiting

Finally even weeks seemed to be sauntering

The interview was history

Sitting at the head off a table across from the head of the company

Lining the sides of the table, individuals, all women

With multiple layers of authority

All set to evaluate my application with additional questions

Mostly just reviewed my past experiences

Which I believed qualified me for the job

But I knew this company and these individuals

All people who had worked  miracles with my family

That emotion did produce a few tears

Sorry but they were  unpreventable

My cohabitating resident authority

Made note the tears might have squashed my hiring opportunity

Yet just days later

A heavenly phone call, I got the job.

Entitled to a few more tears again I believe

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Quaking in my boots

Theoretically no need to worry

Fully qualified for the job and the job interview

Actually over qualified for the job on paper

Experience and education had prepared me for this

But at 73 and retired from the workforce for thirteen years

Questions arose in my own head

Had taken some time off to enjoy grandchildren

But as my children did, the grandchildren are moving on

There have been other options that were discussed with the powers that be

Moving to Florida was dismissed as was moving to a patio home

Yard work would continue, or at least my contribution (cutting the grass)

Handyman would continue to be a budget item due to my zero home repair skills

Church would go on, occasional movie nights also

‘Wheel of Fortune and Jeopardy’ would signal bedtime

The New York Times spelling bee would of course determine the brains in the house

Periodically an estate sale or visit to Kohl’s

Of course Kroger reigns as the hot bed for daily steps

So why this job?

An an ECE classroom instructional assistant

Because I can do it, they need help and I’m available

So as I perused the interview committee

Calmness came over me

I was where I wanted to be and where I needed to be

Stayed tuned!

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Seemed harmless enough

An old friend

A very old friend

Slipped a notice to me of a reunion of retirees from our former employer

Gosh, a rusty smile slowly spread across my face

This could be fun. Hey Julie, what do you think

Would you go with me?

Who would  I know? Your cousin would be there

Anyone else? I dont know

More problematic is who would I even recognize there

I don’t recognize myself in the mirror

So embarrassing to see people you can;t remember but they remember you

Surely, surely everyone would have name tags

How do you know that?

Back to Facebook Messenger to check with Steve

I actually remember Steve, of course it helps his face is on Facebook

Ah, fantastic everyone will have a name tag

Of course there will sill be that awkward moment

When I bury my face in my friends chest to read their named tag

But after that I’ll know their name for ten maybe twenty seconds for sure

The day came, actually it was last night

6-9 PM perfect for the plus 60 crowd

Of course BYOB, Diet Coke was my choice

And there was a DJ

Instrumental hits from the 50 to 80’s, but only one couple danced one dance

My suspicion was arthritis was the culprit

But oh my gosh memories could not recreate reality

My mind was frequently a blank when someone would call my name

I’d go over their name numerous times, staring  at the name tag again and again

Finally an image would appear that had no connection to the reality in front of me

Incredible the mismatch of a 30 to 40 year gap in social get togethers

But nonetheless laughter triumphed, smiles permeated

So, so blessed to share a night with good people

People who strove with you to get a needed job done

‘Oh what a night!’

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As a student of the USPS for fifty five years

And molded by Ben Franklin, it’s creator

Quite aware that change as in all public sectors

Is inevitable thus a slight digression now is required

That might explain the dichotomy

Between the public and private sector in reference to mail delivery

The USPS was established to provide free mail delivery for it’s citizens

This was subsidized by the purchase of stamps

Some laughed at the expression ‘junk mail’

And with the restriction that the USPS could not charge above cost

Private delivery companies were able to make inroads

Which brings up the need for semi-annual mailings

Christmas cards once a requirement for relationships

Is now a a diminished communication method

The price of stamps seemingly undermining

The very thought of Christmas cards

And yet periodically businesses realize

Money must be spent to increase income

Or in this case to increase friendships and relationships

Thus now a conversation starter is

Would semi-annual mailings increase one’s personal corespondent life?

Say, Christmas and July 4th

The address list is already available

Surely additional news and a more current photo could be enclosed

For a second update

The deal breaker is the cost of a stamp

Airline tickets, the price of gas, car payments

Do not provide an economic method for encouraging relationships

Start a real revolution!

Semi-annual mailings to friends and relatives

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