Perspective

Gazing in anticipation,
eyes move to the prize that sits higher
and watching with patience
knowing with the time that passes
all will be as it should.
Yesterday remembered
with the smile of love
we span the time and travel
back to certain places
and recall the scent of days
beneath a languid sun,
perfect days of laughter
and the hope for more to come.
Grey hair graces a face
perhaps not wanting to see
the future of each of us
like battle scars giving proof
of a life well lived,
so we wait patiently
for the best,
the tastiest bite of these days
and linger just a bit longer
in a yesterday gone,
but seeing in the rays of afternoon light
another moment waiting
to be lived
to be loved.

A celebration of our “gracefully aging” girl Apple as this week will be her fifth year with us, 9 years young, we wonder where the time has gone and this picture from a few years back, still captures her food driven image patiently waiting for the tray to fall into her ever  waiting pie-hole. No, we didnt share…..too spicy for her, she got a bone instead….Life is so tough indeed.

When I Get Very Old

This was awesome, the way it tugs at the old heart strings. If you’re a dog lover and have ever had an older slowing down much loved beastie, this one’s for you. Please visit original and leave comments there to Empty Nest/Full Life. Happy Monday folks and enjoy ❤

Empty Nest, Full Life

When I get very old, if I’m lucky enough to reach that milestone, I will give up my struggles to be perfect. I will eat brownies for breakfast and have ice cream for dinner, if that’s what I really want.

I’ll stop trying to be thinner or stronger or smarter or more accomplished.

When I get very old, I’ll lounge around all day in my pajamas and read trashy novels while eating a bag of chips.

You might wonder what has inspired me to accept the blessings of very old age.

Well, it was the Wolf King that did it.

I’ll let him explain in his own words.

IMG_20170810_103058 Only a week ago, I still needed my leash.

As soon as I woke up today, I knew that something unusual was going on. Man Who Walks Me was climbing up and down the stairs, bringing chairs and tables out into the…

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