Monday, June 13, 2016

Monday Musings

Blast from my past.  My sisters and I are looking rather disheveled and weary.  Must've been a long photo session.  The smallest one, the brunette, looks like a factory girl out of central casting.  They used to put them to work early, you know.

Many children growing up these days will have not only still photos, but video with movement and sound so when they are in their late fifties they can hear what their childhood voices sounded like.  How amazing.  Wish I did.

This picture is about 54 years old.  I've got some even older that feature my mother as a little girl.  A recently uncovered trove.  Imagine how she must feel, at 81, looking at her little four year old self!  I'm spinning in my head with all this passing time.  I'm dizzy with it.





Stop This Train
By John Mayer
No, I'm not color blind
I know the world is black and white
I try to keep an open mind
But I just can't sleep on this, tonight
Stop this train
I want to get off and go home again
I can't take the speed it's moving in
I know I can't
But, honestly, won't someone stop this train?
Don't know how else to say it
I don't want to see my parents go
One generation's length away
From fighting life out on my own
Stop this train
I want to get off and go home again
I can't take the speed it's moving in
I know I can't
But, honestly, won't someone stop this train?
So scared of getting older
I'm only good at being young
So I play the numbers game
To find a way to say that life has just begun
Had a talk with my old man
Said, "Help me understand"
He said, "Turn sixty-eight
You'll renegotiate"
"Don't stop this train
Don't for a minute change the place you're in
And don't think I couldn't ever understand
I tried my hand
John, honestly, we'll never stop this train"
Once in a while, when it's good
It'll feel like it should
When you're all still around
And you're still safe and sound
And you don't miss a thing
'Till you cry when you're driving away in the dark
Singing, stop this train
I want to get off and go home again
I can't take the speed it's moving in
I know, I can't
'Cause now I see I'll never stop this train.



6 comments:

  1. Having just had my 63rd birthday, I'm feeling much the same. I rather wish I hadn't mislaid so much of my past.

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    1. not regretting getting older, just amazed by it. do you think friends or family might have some photos you are not aware of?

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  2. For some reason I'm enjoying being 64. I like the era I came of age in and only feel a little pang of sadness seeing it in the rear-view mirror as I speed my way to Medicare. I had a conversation with my mother this morning. We were laughing about her turning 91 in September. What she misses most is having a functioning memory. She's getting very forgetful, but glad to still be here enjoying the view out to the mountains and beyond.

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    1. oh, just wait until we're 91!! Ya think we're looney now? just wait!

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    2. If I live to be 91, I want to be with all my looney friends. Can hardly wait. Babayaga here we come!

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  3. Love this! And you were the cutest little kid ever!

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