I heard someone say the other day that the start of each new year brings us closer to……well, let’s just say that in the spectrum of life each new year brings us towards…..well, where we end up at the end of that spectrum. But those are my words. His were a little darker.
That’s what I was thinking of while playing hide and seek with my 4 year old grandson today. I was crouching in what was probably a really cool yoga position, but was a position I hadn’t crouched in
ever a long time, hiding on the cold slate of the fireplace and half-way behind the couch. An awesome hiding place. Unfortunately, it was such a good hiding place that my grandson couldn’t find me. Which made me think of what that guy said about getting older.
I’m 62. I’m not thrilled to be 62, but it certainly beats the alternative. And I was sad for the guy who is so aware of the train ride we are all on to the end. I’m very happy to spend my New Year’s Day playing hide and seek with my grandson (lesson learned though, avoid the cold slate on your knees). And it gave me lots of time to think. Here’s what I came up with.
Under the heading of superficial:
- Don’t hide so well that a 4 year old can’t find you.
- Avoid slate at all costs.
- Don’t get into yoga positions when you don’t know anything about yoga.
- Be happy that you don’t need help getting up.
Under the heading of delight:
- The peals of laughter expressing the sheer joy of a 4 year old who has finally found your hiding place.
- The total pleasure that comes with knowing that the simplest things can bring a 4 year old such pleasure.
- Knowing that at 62 I can hide all over the place and follow that up with fighting fires with the new Hess firetruck.
- Accepting losing the “let’s fight fires while sitting on the couch” argument and getting back on the floor.
- The feeling of utter delight that when his mother comes and I kiss him goodbye and can collapse, it’s okay.
Under the heading of serious contemplation:
- Don’t lose the joy that each year can bring, even though not everything will be joyful.
- When I’m caught up worrying about work or personal issues, remember that while I’m getting older the joy of this moment with my grandson will always warm my heart.
- I want to live my life in a way that brings my family joy no matter how old I am.
- I hope to spend each day enjoying the train ride as it takes me on each adventure and to each stop.
As he was about to walk out the door today to go home, my grandson turned to me and said “I had a TEWIFFIC time.” I had a tewiffic day, too.