Hodgepodge

I can't seem to get my thoughts focused on a particular theme, for a specific essay. That's what I usually do in my blog, as opposed to keeping a 'diary of my day.' But today I only seem to have a hodgepodge of ideas and thoughts floating around in my head.

Gerry comes home late tomorrow night. So many times in a day, things happen that I would ordinarily share. Of course, we talk on the phone, but I don't usually remember those little things during that conversation. How lonely life would be without someone to share those little things with!

I was going to visit a church lady today who lives in the high rise building of senior apartments. As I waited to go up, the elevator door opened. And there stood a man who was part of a church I served back in the day. We said hello. I called him by his first name, and up I went. I was curious about what he might be doing there, so I checked the resident list on the way out. Sure enough, he lives there. Here we both are a dozen years later, in a different town, both us us, each in a different context. It seemed so unexpected. [Only his name was on the list, without his wife, or former wife. I do believe I heard they divorced.]

I am surely learning many many things about how older people live, how they manage, how they cope, how they survive. Of course, it always makes me wonder what I'll be like when I'm old. If that ever happens. Hopefully, it won't!

That's definitely my preference.