Youth is in danger until it learns to look upon debts as furies.
-Edward G. Bulwer-Lytton
The only question I have is why'd it take me so long to escape the foolishness of youth? Debt is a horrible fury!
Today I spent $11.97. It was REALLY hot, humid, sticky, and I couldn't stop thinking about frozen coffees and ice cream ALL day. Oh, and I wanted a milk shake from McDonald's, and a frozen hot chocolate from Bigby's. I struggled ALOT today BUT I didn't cave. I only spent $2.58 on food at work during all of the 10 hours I was gone. So I'm pretty happy with today's spending turn out.
I feel I must elaborate a bit on today's lovely moment. As I was leaving work today there were these two old guys sitting on a bench at the front of the store across from the check out lanes. I love the way the elderly wear life on their faces. Old people who've (as most would profess) lost the beauty of youth possess an amazing beauty that no youngin could ever acquire. My grandmother was radiant, graceful, and wise. My grandfather was superiorly handsome as an old man. My grandpa has a look that subtly declares "life is priceless, and wonderful." My husband's grandma has a constant ever present smile that covers her being and makes her one of thee most beautiful creatures on the planet. Old people are great. I often times smile when a really gentle joyful looking elderly woman passes me by.
Back to the moment, it was ever so brief, the store was a bustle with activity; rushed people scurrying, grouchy, racing through life trying to make it to the next moment, yelling at their children, snarling at the cashiers. I myself was speed walking to my car with my arms full of today's groceries, dreading the wall of heat I was sure to encounter as I left the store, and thinking about money (big surprise). And there sat these two older men quite peacefully amidst the chaos as if they were on holiday in a beautiful park somewhere. They sat casually commenting to each other about this or that. The bench and it's immediate surroundings were enveloped in a peacefulness that was no where else to be seen in the entire supermarket. While passing them by I was hit by a wave of appreciation and respect for the two old men. I've no idea of their stories. I'm totally uncertain as to what brought them to the store today. But I'm thankful they sat there on that bench just being who they are. It blessed me.
Today I spent $11.97. It was REALLY hot, humid, sticky, and I couldn't stop thinking about frozen coffees and ice cream ALL day. Oh, and I wanted a milk shake from McDonald's, and a frozen hot chocolate from Bigby's. I struggled ALOT today BUT I didn't cave. I only spent $2.58 on food at work during all of the 10 hours I was gone. So I'm pretty happy with today's spending turn out.
I feel I must elaborate a bit on today's lovely moment. As I was leaving work today there were these two old guys sitting on a bench at the front of the store across from the check out lanes. I love the way the elderly wear life on their faces. Old people who've (as most would profess) lost the beauty of youth possess an amazing beauty that no youngin could ever acquire. My grandmother was radiant, graceful, and wise. My grandfather was superiorly handsome as an old man. My grandpa has a look that subtly declares "life is priceless, and wonderful." My husband's grandma has a constant ever present smile that covers her being and makes her one of thee most beautiful creatures on the planet. Old people are great. I often times smile when a really gentle joyful looking elderly woman passes me by.
Back to the moment, it was ever so brief, the store was a bustle with activity; rushed people scurrying, grouchy, racing through life trying to make it to the next moment, yelling at their children, snarling at the cashiers. I myself was speed walking to my car with my arms full of today's groceries, dreading the wall of heat I was sure to encounter as I left the store, and thinking about money (big surprise). And there sat these two older men quite peacefully amidst the chaos as if they were on holiday in a beautiful park somewhere. They sat casually commenting to each other about this or that. The bench and it's immediate surroundings were enveloped in a peacefulness that was no where else to be seen in the entire supermarket. While passing them by I was hit by a wave of appreciation and respect for the two old men. I've no idea of their stories. I'm totally uncertain as to what brought them to the store today. But I'm thankful they sat there on that bench just being who they are. It blessed me.
Nice! I think it's important to take the time to notice and appreciate your surroundings. Be it people or things... it's nice to stop and smell the roses, as they say.
ReplyDeleteAnd I think as long as you can appreciate the little things in life, it'll be hard to ever truly feel disappointed. Also, knowing that little things can bring satisfaction is a good thing. I feel sorry for people who are never happy or satisfied and always looking for MORE of something.
Nice post!