Going Down?

It’s like getting into an elevator at the Empire State Building, 80 odd floors, going down.

Only I’m still in free fall.

This is the point where your life starts flashing before your eyes, where you start thinking you could have made better choices.

Ah, the benefit of hindsight eh?  If only we knew what a mess of our lives we were going to make when we were 10.  Things would be different?

Or not?

My youngest granddaughter is 8.  I remember when I was 8.  And I don’t want to remember when I was 8.  All I can say is the worst things that happen to you are caused by other family members. and at that age sometimes parents think you have too active an imagination.

I know now I didn’t.

Primary school was great, but secondary school was about bullying and toughening up.  My father often said it was ‘a cruel world out there’.  It was.

But, now for the best part, meeting and marrying the most wonderful girl in the world.

She pulled me out of the abyss the first time around.

We have two boys, they have three girls.

Pity this isn’t a cartoon where I could start slowing down, and then tread air, walk over to the side and start climbing back up.

I look up.  There’s daylight and hope.

And six smiling faces willing me to come back and get on with that novel I promised I’d write the girls.

And, dammit, there are not going to be any unicorns.  They are so yesterday!

 

 

One thought on “Going Down?

  1. OMG I have the BIGGEST fear of heights it is unreal. But you know what is so strange to me when I was younger, you could not keep me off a roller coaster, the taller the better. We lived in a bi-level home and right outside my bedroom window was the antenna post that you could climb, so little ole me would go out my window crawl up to the tip top of our house and just sit there. It did not bother me a bit. I get up somewhere high now and I actually start to cry and shaking like a giant baby, and I am being dead ass serious, and I am 63 yrs. old. I can’t believe I made it this far with all the crazy things I did as a kid, LMBO 😀

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