Five Minute Friday; The Gypsy Mama; Good-Bye

April 13, 2012 by Bridgesburning Chris King | 11 Comments

Around here we write for five minutes flat on Fridays.

We set a timer, throw caution to the winds and try to remember what it was like to just write without worrying if it’s just right or not.

Want to play Five Minute Friday? It’s easy peasy!

1. Write for 5 minutes flat on the prompt- no editing, no over thinking, no backtracking

2. Link back here and invite others to join in.

3. Meet & encourage someone who linked up before you.

OK, are you ready? Give us your best five minutes on: GOOD-BYE

There are so many ways to talk about good-bye since there are so many good-byes in life; people, situations, pets, sanity (at times) and sadly youth. Since I prefer to look at that which is different my first thought this morning was youth/change or the lack thereof.

People talk about aging gracefully, about vibrancy, about forty being the new thirty and sixty being the new forty. Yesterday I kept a four year old busy for the day. Outside. In a park. I raced, fought with light sabers (he was Anakin and I was Luke Skywalker). You are my son he intoned throughout the day. And occassionally he would warn me that while he was currently Annakin he would soon be going over to the dark side and become Darth Vader. We slid on slides and swung on swings. Did I mention we raced? This morning my body feels like it has been hit by a truck of large proportions.

There are many things we say good-bye to as we age. I worked for many years in Long Term Care so I knew….goodbye to independence in many things. Good-bye to night driving vision. Good-bye to leaping like a gazelle (I am sure I did at one time), good-bye to standing up from a seated position and being able to move immediately. Good-bye gentle thoughts on aging gracefully. Good-bye to firm young skin and strong limbs.

But mostly, good-bye to changeability or the ability to change with little muss or fuss.

Oops times up!

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Author: Bridgesburning Chris King

It's been an interesting time adjusting to 'retirement' after a long career in nursing. Forty odd years actually and the challenge has been to try and figure out who I am. It seems that for the largest part of my life I have defined myself as a nurse. More so than a mother, wife etc - you know all those tags we hang on ourselves and for what reason? I am still learning, still searching, and still evolving I guess. At first it all seemed a little confusing, trying to sort out the what and the who and the like. Now it has become a great adventure. I have so many wonderful models that I have met here on Wordpress. It is amazing how close you can feel to those who brave the pages each day or week or month to share a little of themselves.