Senryu : aging wrinkles

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aging, my back hurts
super highs, crashing angst smoothed
wrinkles, silvered, good

senryu by M. Nakazato LaFreniere

Yeah, my back hurts.  My eyes are going; my hearing fading.

I remember my 20’s.  The spiraling highs.  Egads, the energy!  Running, dancing, walking.  The crashing depressions — really for no good reason at all.

I’m calmer now.  My emotions leveled.  While I care what people think, it’s not that important either.  What matters is how I choose to live. The decisions I make, I live with.

Are they good ones?  See, that’s the thing I’ve realized as I’ve gotten older.  You only find out sometimes if something is good or bad later because the future unfolds in unexpected ways. And if you find out the decision you made isn’t quite going where you want, you can make a new decision.  I worried so much in my 20s about what I was going to be, what I was going to do — like any decision made would be forever.  But each decision opened a road that I traveled for awhile but would eventually fork.  And as I travelled, each way taught me things I didn’t know about, opening other roads I also had no inkling of previously.

All that agonizing back then? For what?  Shakes my head.  It didn’t make me a deeper person.  I used to think it made me more creative but I’m more creative now because writing everyday has unsprung something in me.  All that angst ever did was made me stuck, centered around myself in a way that was not good. You can’t travel the road if you’re stuck on the roadside crying your eyes out.  Wipe your eyes and go.  Just go. Traveling, going down the road, learning, making decisions, living, changing directions, evolving.

Being with mom the last few years was good for me.  Studies show people with cancer live longer when they are positive and around people who are positive.  Both my mom and I tend to be pessimistic and had a tendency towards depression which was a problem then.  I had to change radically psychologically to help her .  I had to become positive, always believe that the cancer would get better.  I had to carry her with my belief.  I found out after the fact that the initial doctor didn’t expect her to last a year. She lasted more than 8.  In the end what got her was not the cancer but the side effects of her medication.

Those last eight years with her were a gift.  Not only did I get to know her better but I changed.  I learned how to be positive, how to believe in something even when no one else around me does.  However, much to my mom’s chagrin, I still did not learn to be a good housekeeper.  Good and bad, life is a balancing act.

When my mom died a year ago,  I needed a time out to not rush back into civilization, a space near Walden Pond as it were. I’ve spent a lot of time alone this year by choice.  I’ve been surprised at how much the solitude has agreed with me.    My year at the Pond is up though.   So now what?  I don’t know.  The road will unfold as it always does with surprises.

Yeah, my back hurts.  My eyes are going; my hearing fading. But life is good.  Still learning, growing, changing.  You couldn’t pay me to be 20 again.  I like my wrinkles and silvered hair.

References:

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daily prompt, daily post

Tale Weaver – #163 – Aging – 15th March
Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie

 

16 thoughts on “Senryu : aging wrinkles”

  1. This is a great response, I think being able to reflect on your life and identify where it is you have grown from is such a positive thing. Even the down times contribute to us as the people we are. I looked after my dad in his final years and I’m grateful his mind stayed intact. We could always communicate up until the end. Like you I live alone, I like the little world I have created, I share it with a disabled son who is thankfully for me his own person. We learn a lot living in solitude. Thanks for adding your thoughts to this week’s tale weaver. Best wishes to you.

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    1. Thank you for the wonderful thoughtful comment. You were lucky your dad’s mind remained intact. Me too — mom and i could talk. Alzheimer and related diseases take so much from folks and those around them. Solitude is a good thing, much more of a haven than I expected. It was a great prompt, thank you! And thank you for popping by and sharing.

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  2. I’m pretty much in the same place and I’m good with that. I was talking to a lady last weekend who’s in her 80s and she said to quit worrying about anything. Just enjoy the time you have. She’s right.

    Have a fabulous day. ♥

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    1. I totally agree with her. Watching my cats, I think they get it right right away — a good nap, a good walk in the sun, good food and love makes for an enjoyable life. (laughing, my cat is headbutting me right now to get me to pet him. See he knows how to have an enjoyable life).

      Hope you’re having a great weekend.

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  3. Moving, emotional and reflective. My favorite line:

    “I’m calmer now.  My emotions leveled.  While I care what people think, it’s not that important either.  What matters is how I choose to live. The decisions I make, I live with.”

    I will post mine by tomorrow 😊

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