How many crossroads are there in a day? Being a prairie farm girl where gravel roads are straight and long, I completely missed all the twenty four hour crossroads I keep tripping over. The twists and turns that feel like city streets of stop and go and one way only.
In the previous world of uniforms and stethoscopes,
it was as it should be. Get your roller skates on and
watch for pedestrians whether a patient or doctor.
Just keep moving with an eight hour momentum,
and keep one eye on the clock. When you put
your feet up at home, pick up what is supposed
to be slowed down, but every nerve and muscle
in your body is still racing to get some work done.
In a retirement world, momentum is yours to play
with. Just wake up in the morning and look at your
calendar with all its little boxes. Now is the hard part.
Make your own decisions. It might be to keep your
slippers and robe on, read a book or work on a project
of your own choosing. Decide which road to take,
no limit on speed. With the comforts of home at the
setting of the sun, the only decision is how to greet them.
“Momentum? Momentum is the next day’s starting pitcher.”
~ Earl Weaver, Baseball Player
(August 1930 - January 2013)
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