Time Passages

 I write some of my best blog posts in that hazy, intermediate time after I wake up (especially at 4:30 am) and I'm still kind of half asleep.

Those posts are always so good, but when I finally fall back asleep (if I do), i can never quite grab onto those glowing, golden words that expressed whatever it was so well.

I can't recapture it.

So let me start off this way.

This morning, soon after I turned on the TV set, I was greeted by a song from my childhood.  To my amazement, I remembered almost all of the words of the shortened version used by the commercial.

Here it is, from the original Broadway cast album.  It's a song called "I Won't Grow Up."

Incidentally, I've never read the original Peter Pan story, the story of a boy who never grows up, but I understand it has a somewhat dark origin.  I'm only discussing the Broadway song here.

Because, of course, we all grow up, and none of us can know what lies ahead.  But, for too many of us, as we enter adulthood and start feeling the pressures of career, parenthood, and possibly medical conditions, those childhood dreams are left behind, lost in a fog of years that pass by increasingly fast.

Because of the recent deaths of several people - one, a Facebook friend who died a couple of days ago from COVID-19, one a businessman and musician who died just seven weeks after a terrible medical diagnosis, and one, a woman I met just twice, the first time in 2018 (I'm planning to blog more about them in the near future) who died from cancer last year but I just found out yesterday, I hear my own personal clock ticking.

I just don't know how to go forward right now.

At least right now I'm privileged to have time to think about it.  I'm only working part time now.  I am in relatively good health, although I do have conditions that drag me down from time to time.

While I'm in a moment of reflection, I'd like to share a daylily photo with you (taken June 25 in my yard).  Plants have so much to teach us.  Patience.  Not giving up.  And, that nothing is forever, but whatever we have is what we are given to learn from.  Daylily blooms only last a day, but the plant puts out blossoms for about a month.  And, it withstands many types of soil and climate.  It will even bloom in less than optimal conditions.  Once the blooming season is over, it comes back each year.

So, I will keep on keeping on and try to make the most of every minute allotted me. (No, I'm not sick. Just being a little realistic right now.)

Stay cool, my readers.