Saturday, August 22
It was a beautiful morning in the cemetery Saturday, warm but not so much, with a gentle early morning sun and scattered raindrops dripping on us as we walked under the trees. I was very happy to walk with someone I haven’t spent much time with recently so it was a perfect opportunity to catch up as we strolled through the pretty grounds. It felt so good to be amongst friends amid the exchange of conversations and my spirit lifted.
I confess to feeling discouraged earlier in the week, because I was beginning to understand how long this “new normal” might go on. As an antidote, I have sworn off “doomscrolling” (how descriptive a word is that???), that constant stream of unhappy news, so that I can focus on happier things and lighten my mood. And so I offer the words of Satchel Paige, thinking how perfect they are for we TPWs at this time:
“Avoid fried meats which angry up the blood. If your stomach disputes you, lie down and pacify it with cool thoughts. Keep the juices flowing by jangling around gently as you move. Go very light on vices, such as carrying on in society. The social ramble ain’t restful. Avoid running at all times. Don’t look back. Something may be gaining on you.”
He also said: ” How old would you be if you didn’t know how old you was?” That’s a very good question, don’t you think?!