Posts Tagged ‘Mortality’
In the little town in which I grew up in the 1940s, we children used to look forward to the annual Firemen’s Carnival—a fund-raising event for our volunteer fire company. I’d save my money, and, when the day came, I’d ride the Ferris wheel and the other rides, I’d try to win prizes in the carnival games, and I’d buy cotton candy and drink sugared drinks. Eventually dusk would come, my money would be spent, I’d be tired and cranky, but I didn’t want to go home. I’d want the carnival to go on forever.
I’m 76 years old today, and I’m at the dusk of my life. I’m getting tired and cranky, but I don’t want the carnival to end. There are still rides I want to take and there are still games I want to play. I accept that there is, and has to be, a closing time, but I’m not ready to go home and go to sleep. Not just yet.