Loading ...and perhaps a bit of a physic I think? I have been discussing with some close friends of what the next chapter in my life will bring. The time of caring for my elderly parents on a full time basis is coming to an end soon. One friend handed me a blank sheet of paper and said, ” Farmboy, here is the rest of your life, write the rest of your life’s story. Just make sure it is your story, and not what someone else thinks it ought to be.”
Now Lord knows I have done a lot of crazy things in my life, and I reckon Im still somewhat cursed with that attitude. And I have shown up in some out of the way places along my journey. Not all of them expecting to see me, or even welcome me. Some just started shooting at me as soon as I showed up. Guess that Southern Hospitality has not gotten around to some parts of this world. (grin)
Tell you what, the next time you patronize that pub I would appreciate it if you would hand the barkeep a ten dollar bill. Be sure and write ‘Farmboy’ on it and tell him just in case I show up one day and need a cold beer. You just never know what I might do for my next adventure, or where my journey will take me from here. Just tell him please not to start shooting at me. Im getting too old to dodge those bullets. 🙂
Carpe Deim my friend. Something else I am learning to do now that I am closer to the ‘Finish Line’ than the ‘Starting Line’ along my journey. Yep, Carpe Deim and laugh like hell. A lot. Trying to make it all about the journey and not the destination. Now if they would just get their boots off us goldbugs necks, I might could afford to ride in the first class section of Maya’s Club Car. (grin) But I don’t mind shoveling a little coal either. Kinda like the idea of riding up front.
Take care, and Best, Farmboy
