What a timely subject, Supe.
Just a couple of days ago Vicki and I were standing on the pool deck watching the water drain out of our pool.
We were really going to enjoy that pool. Now we're watching it drain away.
It was a perfect, if watery, metaphor for our lives.
So many of our hopes and ambitions are behind us.
She takes a weekly trip to Goodwill or a consignment shop with clothes we’ll never wear again.
ReHome has gotten some of my tools, some of her sewing machines, the board games we kept for the grandkids, some of my model car/truck/tractor collection – miscellaneous stuff …
Last year I sold my truck and I just gave one of my cars to my son.
Empty shelves, empty spaces - empty pool; they are both depressing and kind of a relief. It takes a lot of energy to own things, and to have hopes, and dreams, and ambitions – more than I realized. More than I have.