It was a sad day for Mr. Mobility Medical. Read on………….
Posted by admin | Under Mobility medical Sunday Oct 19, 2008It was a sad, sad, sad day. And night, for that matter. Yours truly, Mr. Mobility Medical crossed over to the other side. No! Not that side. I am now oficially on the ‘other side’ of 60. Ouch. I suppose I better be thinking that it’s the good side, you know. For years, as that moment was quickly approaching, I often wondered how I would decide to celebrate or mourn THAT day. I often thought that I would attempt a tandem skydive from a ridiculous altitude. Or possible go off on a wilderness hike way up in the Sierra’s. Or try to set some obscure world’s record, such as crawling backwards from coast to coast. Or circumnavigate the earth in a hot air balloon. Or learn Italian and sing in an opera, off key, of course. Or, or, or, or, or. The list can/could go on for ever, at least in my mind. There was a movie recently with Jack Nicholson that he referred to his aging, to-do list as his ‘bucket list’. Well, here’s what I pulled out of my bucket to celebrate. I opted to spend the better part of the day in almost complete silence. Let me explain. I was a bachelor for most my life, as I got married when I turned fifty. Can you say ‘late bloomer’? God bless my wonderful wife, as I was getting older I had become just a little set in my ways, and she still decided to marry me. THEN, we decided (actually my wife did) to have a kid. And we did. A mean little girl, just like her mother. Nah…….not by any stretch of the imagination is my little girl mean. And neither for that matter is my wife. My sweet, beautiful, talented, and smart little girl just turned 17, errr, I mean 7 years old. Now let’s be realistic here. Doesn’t everyone who has kids think of them that way?! For once Il’d like to hear someone introduce their child as ‘my ugly and dumb kid’. Well, we all know people that have those kinds of kids, don’t we. Do you think they know it? Anyway, back to the real story. I’ve worked in sales all my life, and I still do. So all day I talk/listen, talk/listen, talk/listen…….you get the picture. Then I come home and guess what? Talk/listen, talk/listen, talk/listen, etc. To make this long story short, my ‘bucket’ was overflowing for want of silence. No sound whatsoever. To some that may not seem like a lot of fun, but it was heavenly. Oh, and then I took the family to my daughter’s favorite Sushi place for dinner. Then, of course, a good ol’ Disney movie to top it all off. Ahhhhhh, to be 60 again! What started off as a sad, sad, sad day, actually turned out to be the BEST day of my life. Just don’t remind me that 61 is coming.
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