Getting Old...

[SuzeQuze]

Originally Posted by eclipse

I read your note and Suze's and I just had to add-
I'm north of you both- in New Hampshire-but hey hello to another Bostonian...
Now since you are New Englanders and somewhat older (it seems) I am 47, and I so remember the smell of mimeograph paper- the smell of leaves burning at the end of your driveway , after you and the family raked em all up-Coming home from school, changing out of your "School" clothes into "Play"
clothes- yelling out "Call me for Dinner Mom," and running out the back door, never to be seen by my Mom again until supper- Same in the summer...leave the house at 9:00 with my pals and not return until lunch or supper- No concerns, no locks on the door, no fears- just playing and laughing at silly games like :red light" or kick the can, or snowball catch-simply playing.

A childhood that sadly is so different than todays'childrens play dates- and various group /sports schedules-being driven everywhere for dates to play..I find that disheartning. Kids are only kids for such a short time..

Am I getting old??- My body is different and I am not the little fox that I was when I was 26-but my head is still 26 at times, I think I have absorbed more and accquired certain knowledge and abilities that come with time...but I don't feel old...unless someone talks about missing the way that you used to be able to go outside on a December morning and smell that snow was coming....I swear...you used to be able to smell when it was going to snow, now there is to many radar satelites in the sky scrambling our sense of smell-haha
I'm not old, time is just passing me by as it does all of us...it just seems time becomes shorter when you become older-It's simple
but like my pal Lindsey says "fate takes time"

Oh yeah...the only other concern-complaint I have about getting older...I don't sleep!! Hense, this little triade..
~~dreams
eclipse~~

Hello there! I love the mountains and ski up there as much as I can. Have you always lived up there?

I've noticed time going much faster and it is scary. A week goes by like a day used to. It is so strange. When I was little and people would say that I would think, "you're off your rocker". But its true. And it just gets faster from what I hear! So I do try to cherish my days although I squander some time. I want to do less of that.

I've heard crime is no higher than it was when we were kids. Its just the way the news reports things and sensationalizes everything that's got everyone in a panic. I think it's awful. I was not such an outdoor kind of kid but I did play out there sometimes, especially in summer, and it was great that "dark time" was 9:00. Ahhh...We also always went camping up north which were idyllic blips in my childhood. We ran around the whole campground without a care.