Right fuckin' now

(April 3, 2018 at 3:20 pm)Joods Wrote: There's always food in my house. I have three teenagers, remember?

I think they would kill me if there was no food in the house.

All the more reason to be prepared.

(April 3, 2018 at 6:29 am)Martian Mermaid Wrote: I haven't had mine yet.

I hated being a child, and I JUST became an adult two years ago. It's going to get better from here, I know it. My "good old days" are yet to come.

Me too.  I thought my drug crazed, manic early twenties were good but really each of the following four decades has been an improvement.  So I expect I'll get to the sweetest sweet spot any day now.  Of course, the body's high need for regular maintenance sucks but so long as I do something good for it everyday it runs okay.

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(April 3, 2018 at 9:13 am)*Deidre* Wrote: The year I joined AF. Best year ever.

And...

When my grandmother was alive. She meant the world to me and died about three years ago.

But she is in a better place now .. well, at least for the worms.  

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(April 3, 2018 at 10:00 am)Tres Leches Wrote: It's always now. I can't stand being nostalgic, it's pointless as far as I'm concerned.
Plus, I feel far better and more confident about myself than I ever did in my 20s and 30s.

-Teresa

Hey, when are you stopping by anyhow?  The garden looks amazing right now and Heidi at least would love to meet you so long as you're a petter.

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(April 3, 2018 at 3:11 pm)Joods Wrote: Gurl... I'm Italian. I have use a ton of spices.

Fixed that for you.

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(April 3, 2018 at 3:20 pm)Joods Wrote: There's always food in my house. I have three teenagers, remember?

I think they would kill me if there was no food in the house.

That is why the old saying goes "Use thy emergency rations before they use you."

14-17
I was still a Christian, but it was all the world I knew, so I didn’t know I was missing out on anything. That’s when I met a group of friends that are still my friends today. Funny thing, they were atheist and I was their Christian friend. We’d walk down to the beach from my house and climb some huge rocks. We’d sit there looking at the ocean and talking about the future. One of them wanted to be a psychiatrist. He’s a psychiatrist now. Another wanted to be an architect. He’s an architect now. One wanted to build bridges. He’s an engineer now. I wanted to be a preacher.   I do sometimes wonder where I’d be today if I had grown up with a different world view. I wonder, but I don’t dwell. At least I’m not still dreaming of being a preacher haha

Eta:
I might have a picture. I’ll look for it

From 18 until my diagnosis with MS in 2015.
Life was simple: you got all your health to do whatever you want, you feel alive too.

After the diagnosis, I felt dead. After 2015 life is just not the same.
Heck; back in the old times I had very big dreams. So big actually. It's not that I don't have dreams now; but the scope is not the same.

The scope is shocking that I don't feel happy doing some stuff which are essential to build dreams.
But between me and the reader, hope is something I would never let go off.

I discovered through m this period that the human race contains lots of shit.

Ironically; 2015 made me appreciate life.
So probably; I should never hate what it brought to me.

Previous post was "good old days". I'm currently enjoying retirement immensely. These days are good despite the occasional aches and pains.

(April 3, 2018 at 1:45 pm)The Valkyrie Wrote: The years before 1984.

After that it all went down hill.

Is this some strange Orwellian reference Julia?

(April 3, 2018 at 6:45 pm)mh.brewer Wrote:

(April 3, 2018 at 1:45 pm)The Valkyrie Wrote: The years before 1984.

After that it all went down hill.

Is this some strange Orwellian reference Julia?

No, I was born in '84.

I was going to say, I think she just found out why all the boys were chasing her!

But then I remembered she's not an old fart like us...

(April 3, 2018 at 4:34 pm)J a c k Wrote: 14-17
I was still a Christian, but it was all the world I knew, so I didn’t know I was missing out on anything. That’s when I met a group of friends that are still my friends today. Funny thing, they were atheist and I was their Christian friend. We’d walk down to the beach from my house and climb some huge rocks. We’d sit there looking at the ocean and talking about the future. One of them wanted to be a psychiatrist. He’s a psychiatrist now. Another wanted to be an architect. He’s an architect now. One wanted to build bridges. He’s an engineer now. I wanted to be a preacher.   I do sometimes wonder where I’d be today if I had grown up with a different world view. I wonder, but I don’t dwell. At least I’m not still dreaming of being a preacher haha

Eta:
I might have a picture. I’ll look for it

Here it is...