My 2 Second Shelf Life

By Special Request...

Recently, someone bluntly stated that they wished that I would "write" more on my blog...they didn't like all the links.

...In my pathetic attempt to please everyone...here goes:

I was over at a blog recently...that I'm not going to link to, because I'm not sure that the blogger wants the attention.

She wrote about a family member she looked up to as a younger woman, and how this woman has fallen in her eyes.

This woman has disappointed her.

Dashed her image.

She has made choices in her life that have lowered her in the Blogger's vision of who she was.

These are the milestones in a person's life that are not taken lightly.
That make one think.
Make one aware of aging, time passing.

When you look at your mother, and her step isn't as light as it was, and she looks a little more frail than she used to....and you will her to stop aging.
Because it's frightening.

When you get grown enough that the older people in your life throw open the curtain to their real lives, and reveal to you that "that's life".

That when responsibility rests her heavy cloak on your shoulders, circumstances can sometimes cripple you...and other people's needs become more important than your whims and wants.

When the person you always leaned on, looked up to, depended on...breaks down and cries...shows weakness...it tells us; "You're on your own, babe."
Find a way to deal.

When you find yourself in a position of walking in shoes that you never thought that you'd ever wear.

That nothing is simple, unless you're stupid.