I am happy to say… that once again…. Coffee is GOOD for me. Yes, I heard on the news a couple of nights ago, that a few cups of regular old coffee a day is beneficial to my health. Glory be. A few months ago a report declared that java was worse than ingesting turpentine. I kept on drinking it though. I knew the next doctor, funded by Folgers (or whomever) would conduct a new study… and find out that coffee is THE “wonder elixir” once again. Ta Da.
I haven’t heard anything about white bread and mayonnaise being beneficial, but I’m still holding out. It is just a matter of time.
And there’s that crazy little phrase again.
“It is just a matter of time.”
Now there is a lot to be said for “it is just a matter of time.”
For instance. I was out running this morning, and a young man walking his dog said to me….”Well, good for you ma’am!” I smiled and nodded and ran a few more steps … and………
WHAT THE HECK? What is this fella’ saying to me? Did I hear him RIGHT… like he was talking to some little old lady….”Good for you Ma’am?????” Oh my. I about had a massive coronary right there on the sidewalk.
And then it hit me. To him……. ….. I AM some little old lady out running, in my Rocky-Wannabe-Sweats.
I then wept uncontrollably right there on the sidewalk.
Just when does that pendulum of time start swinging the other way? For a lot of our lives… we wish to be older. We long for it. We all but wish our lives away when we are young.
When we are six, and someone asks us our age… we make every second count… We proudly exclaim, “Well. I am six and a half!” ……. And a HALF.
In our teen years, we could narrowly wait to do things like date, drive, and be old enough to drink. Old enough to finally get “out on our own.” And on, and on. Then some where along the line… it flips.
These days…. we say things like… “Oh. I’d LOVE to be 40 again.” Not 40 and a half. Just plain old 40.
So… tonight… with my “College-Athlete-Persona-MoJo” all crushed beyond recognition… I am resolute in drinking my coffee black the way I like, eating my mayonnaise on white bread the way I like it…
Enjoying every sight, smell, sound and touch of this amazing and wonderful life…. not wishing a single moment away.
And that is what MY latest study says.
“Nobody can go back and start a new beginning, but anyone can start today and make a new ending.”- Maria Robinson
When I first moved to Seattle (12 long yrs ago) I was walking my dog along a chain link fence at a ball field. Two young boys were throwing ball and the one closest to the fence missed the ball. It hit the fence just as I was walking by. The kid yelled to his friend…”you almost hit that old man” and I knew I had crossed the “it’s just a matter of time” line !!!! And there is NO going back. Like you, I continue to drink my coffee.