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Three Score Years and Ten . . .

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Wednesday, April 07, 2021

How can it be?

Today I've reached the full allocation of life span . . . according to the Bible.

Psalm 90 verse 10: "The days of our years are threescore years and ten; and if by reason of strength they be fourscore years, yet is their strength labour and sorrow; for it is soon cut off, and we fly away."

I can remember my 40th birthday hitting me with a big whumpf. I was then at home taking care of our two small children, having given up my 12 year college teaching job because our little son had some pretty serious health issues at birth and needed me. (And: it was so worth it, for both our kids and for both of us too: such good times!!). But at that moment when I turned 40 I felt extremely old and . . . as if life was over!! My poor husband, sympathizing, took me off for a week's holidays in Bermuda AND organized a wonderful party with at least 40 friends upon our return.

It sure helped. And then, a few years later when our son was in school full time, I returned to school too and after that had more than 20 years of a second career . . . which I really enjoyed. Retiring only last year, which has been a busy year indeed what with selling a practice and selling a house and buying a house and moving half way across the country and . . .

SEVENTY!! Well, it does beat the alternative! DH has acquired a lovely birthday cake and set up a Zoom with our two kids -- we are now in three different time zones, so I'm anticipating a rather time-lagged cacophonous rendition of "Happy Birthday". Yes, Henry will be sitting up beside us on "his" chair at the kitchen table and enjoying the Zoom too: although probably not singing -- he'll have his eye on the cake for sure!!

And as for me, I'm strong and aiming for four score, perhaps even four score and 10. Knowing that there will be of course some labour, some sorrow. But not labouring over the labour or sorrowing over the sorrow in advance.

Knowing too that whatever happens in the future, I can cope with it: of course I can. Because there have been and there will be so many moments of joy. And just as precious, so many moments of calm.

Already today, on this pearly grey morning: four ducks silhouetted serenely on the bay . . . wonder if they're paddling under the water? Possibly just floating with the tide?

And when eventually I do fly away, here's hoping it may be with one of those magnificent eagles which soar so majestically across our skies!
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