“Youth is when you're allowed to stay up late on New Year's Eve. Middle age is when you're forced to.”
~Bill Vaughn
Well, it’s here. 2010. I thought we would be living on the moon or something. I was visiting friends…sorry to say, I fell asleep. I’m not as fresh as I used to be-okay. I noticed was I was going home with my husband…the little kids were still in full swing….ah, youth. The running, vacuuming up stray cookies, chewing with their little screaming mouths open…
I suppose everyone was wondering how I fell asleep.
Someone said, “LUCK?”
I smiled and said, “Preschool teachers are on the frontlines all the time….but not tonight.”
I try to think further than where I am...not just in year segments.
I find rest in that....
~Bill Vaughn
Well, it’s here. 2010. I thought we would be living on the moon or something. I was visiting friends…sorry to say, I fell asleep. I’m not as fresh as I used to be-okay. I noticed was I was going home with my husband…the little kids were still in full swing….ah, youth. The running, vacuuming up stray cookies, chewing with their little screaming mouths open…
I suppose everyone was wondering how I fell asleep.
Someone said, “LUCK?”
I smiled and said, “Preschool teachers are on the frontlines all the time….but not tonight.”
I try to think further than where I am...not just in year segments.
I find rest in that....
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