From hour to hour we ripe and ripe, and then from hour to hour we rot and rot: and thereby hangs a tale; Fifty, 'the youth of old age'; Ghosting this joint with some passion and some style. A ramble.
"The love, of course, goes nowhere. Nor do the memories. They don’t follow the loved one to the afterlife, whatever that is."....love these lines, and they really resonate with me. They're totally true of course!
Beautifully written. Being roughly the same age as your mother - albeit male rather than female - this piece resonates deeply. At this point in life, the road ahead and its ultimate, inevitable destination is hardly inviting, but it's the only path left, so we take it one step at a time and try - in the words of Kurt Vonnegut - to "ignore the awful times, and concentrate on the good."
Thank you for reading! The great KV, lighting our paths... so very right, as usual. Sounds glib, 'concentrate on the good', but that's The Way... we work toward it a step at a time. It can be a lonely road... ! Thank heavens for writers, and readers... and fellow travellers... :)
This is one article I totally identify with Tara.
"The love, of course, goes nowhere. Nor do the memories. They don’t follow the loved one to the afterlife, whatever that is."....love these lines, and they really resonate with me. They're totally true of course!
Beautifully written. Being roughly the same age as your mother - albeit male rather than female - this piece resonates deeply. At this point in life, the road ahead and its ultimate, inevitable destination is hardly inviting, but it's the only path left, so we take it one step at a time and try - in the words of Kurt Vonnegut - to "ignore the awful times, and concentrate on the good."
Thank you for reading! The great KV, lighting our paths... so very right, as usual. Sounds glib, 'concentrate on the good', but that's The Way... we work toward it a step at a time. It can be a lonely road... ! Thank heavens for writers, and readers... and fellow travellers... :)