The Circle of Life and Love
Life is so hard at times, your teen years of adolescence, your years of first loves, then off to college, leaving your Mom and Dad and other members of your family. Out into the world at such a young age. Then there you are parents yourselves eventually, and loving and raising you kids and realizing “Mom actually knew what she was talking about”.
Then there are the empty nesters, whose kids have moved on with their lives you see them when you can, you have an empty feeling, and the house feels really strange without all the kids and their friends. You get used to it and get a routine, and then the kids come back home for some reason, maybe stay a few months. Yet I am glad they can always come home, that is how I want it to be.
Many people say “Life begins after 40″. I don’t know what the heck they are talking about. Life is the hardest after 40 to me, reading glasses, kids leave home, trying to figure out what to do with your time that you never had before, and then there are the aging parents.
I worry about my kids making the right decisions and going down the right path in life, and in the next thought I worry about the health of my parents, whether they will get senile, and I will have to deal with that in a gentle way. Whether one passes away before the other and how the one left will deal with the loss. I worry about them falling, or forgetting things that are important like something cooking on the stove and they catch something on fire. I am the one left to care for them, as my sister and brother don’t live in the same town. Yet I know I am glad I am here for them. My Mother tells me every day that she doesn’t know what she would do without me. I love her so very much; she is an angel on earth.
I worry, I worry, I worry, I guess that is what I do because I love so deeply. I worry about my kid’s happiness and my parents aging.
I guess that is “The Circle of Life“.