I have no words to say what is in my heart. Im at the point where - TopicsExpress

I have no words to say what is in my heart. Im at the point where my younger friends are passing on. Every day is a gift, an unearned bonus. Im mostly sad and live with pain because thats what happens to a lot of people when they get old. And then, along comes this. And for a time I was back there again. I had a Radio Flyer and a hardback picture book of Uncle Remus stories. And later I had a bicycle. I had music that was in proper time and on key and told true stories. I had movies with heroes in them. I had John Wayne and Bogie and Bacall. And Sergeant York and Audie Murphy. And a Cushman scooter. And an English Ford. And for a time I had Blackie. And another time I had Wiggles. And then there was Bear. And there was milk, and Graham crackers, and naps on rugs and Billy Jo would show us something truly amazing for a nickle but we must never ever cross-your-heart tell. And we could be grown up and smoke candy cigarettes. And, for a time, there was Annette Funicello. And Miz Beckworth who taught biology. And there were poodle skirts and bobby sox. And so much more. This took me back into that wonderland of memories and joy and the sadness was all gone and I felt no pain at all.