Seasons

​Loving the things we still have in common, I hold them close to my heart, even as I watch you opening your hand to let them go. They aren’t necessary to continue to have a “we” but they are connective and familiar. If there is one thing many of us who are moving closer to, or deep within our “golden years”,  are holding on to is the familiar. Perhaps it is because little things are being taken away just by the act of aging.

Chasing after you just as I did when you were first figuring out how to use those tiny, chubby feet or when you first started pedaling a bike, only now with the ever so slight feeling of bewilderment and the need to hurry, in place of the absolute joy mixed with nervousness at the inevitable falls.

I will continue to fall behind because that is the nature of the life. Hopefully, you will slow down occasionally and look behind. What you will find is a deep and abiding love and whatever else that comes up. Sometimes it will be easy, sometimes not so much.

I don’t know for sure…..I’ve never done this before.