Last Day!

Of the month, that is. Another month bites the dust. Unimaginable considering January 1st was just the other day. Imagine, another six months and New Years 2026 will be with us. Unthinkable.

And so, the march of time continues its cadence toward another birthday, a fresh retirement, another wedding, birth and other major life events. The nature of life is its ongoing beat. Of time. Passing by.

Checking out groceries the other day, I was reminded that I most likely could not make it out to the car with all the stuff without spilling gobs of it. So, the bagger offered to help me, and I gladly accepted. The cashier had nonchalantly warned me not to overload my walker; it could flip. I had never thought of that happening. But the danger was readily apparent this time.

So, the bagger and I loaded the car with groceries and the walker/rollator. And I quickly mentioned the passage of time and aging. He had the good grace to demur. But aging is one of those witnesses to passage of time. 82 is more difficult than 80. Let’s not worry too much about how easy it was at 65.

June is my birth month, so aging is a too easily remembered thing. Actually, I’m very aware of expiring months as I write and publish this blog. The end of month comes so quickly after the first. It is just a thing I live with month in and month out.

Passing the time is also evident with the current president’s new term. It is now more than 5 months old. Just think of the damage we can face before his four-year term is complete. I shudder. Shudder. The damage and suffering. The cost of all this and what it will cost to restore. And restore it will. We will. The American people demand a return to the standards we so furiously fought for in the first place.

Last days are good with respect to the following first days next to appear. It reminds us that as time passes, we have fresh time to repair and fix. Always another chance. More yet to do. And let us resolve to avoid this sort of thing in the future. We all can do more to ensure that is a reality.

June 30, 2025

Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Intimacy

As we mature, we become deeply involved in relationships. Some of this is basic family relations – siblings, parental – and the like. Next is friends who enter our homes and we theirs. Neighbors, classmates, mutual hobbyists and so forth. Then we develop friendships that go much deeper. We comfort one another when we are hurting physically or emotionally. We discuss the matters of life and learn much more about ourselves and each other. We can even anticipate how others will react to various situations and stimuli. Good friendships do not spread to everyone we know. No, good friendships are special, close and deeply personal. We focus attention and brainpower on these few friends. Some special relationships focus on specific topics of interest and importance. Yes, we have specialized friendships. Most common. But one day, we get to know one person very well. An emotional connection forms with deep roots. A need to know the person more fully expands in personal ways. We sense this b...
Read more

Bits & Pieces

Pie: Apple pie more specifically. With Thanksgiving just passed, many of us enjoyed a good apple pie. Sure, there was pumpkin to accompany the turkey, but in our family multiple pies are offered in the holidays. Apple is surely one. Pecan, pumpkin and others, too. But I almost always choose apple. When I was in college, I was asked what kind of pie did I eat most often. In front of my mom, I answered apple, because I was always looking for a pie as good as mom’s own. Of course my mother was pleased, but it was a true statement just the same. When I was married, Ann’s pie was darned good. Her mother’s recipe. But we fiddled with the recipe until it took on its own generational name, and boy, was it good! Today I still order apple pie for dessert because I am always looking for a great pie to challenge our family recipes. I rarely do find such a prize. Do others do the same? Do you search for a great pie of choice, continually? If you do, what’s your story? Why do you do this? ...
Read more

Remembering Tom Sherlock

Tom Sherlock died on Wednesday, April 3rd. He was 65 years old and did not survive a heart surgery. That was his unexpected end and sad enough. But there is more to his story. Tom joined Dan Schuyler and George Safford to create what became the Village Chronicles, a weekly newspaper serving Warrenville, Illinois. That paper expanded to serve Winfield and then West Chicago. The paper published for eight years and built a good reputation for itself. Tom served the paper in several ways. He was our information technology guru, provided hardware and software to support the paper's operations. He was our sole bookkeeper, accountant and financial manager. He designed our distribution process and provided office space for meetings and layout and typesetting. His efforts supported the work of 32 volunteers who wrote and reported on the communities we served.  The newspaper broke even financially most of the time, but it was a struggle. Tom managed to find money to keep the newspaper afloat...
Read more