Sunday, I was awoken by a persistent ringing of the telephone, forgot to turn off the ringer. A lazy, sleepy response, muttered a hello, the response was a rushed, it's my birthday and I am alone. Okay, where do you want to have brunch. So we had a rushed celebration, she was able to share her pain, the heartaches, of course I was crying. Strong as she is, she can smile, laugh, joke about life. Whew, what a day starter, Mass was great, I know, I cried, too much left fresh emotions..Illness in a friend's family, the big C; and I thought I have prayed for all just causes, I found out something horrible.
Something that broke family relations, something that broke fibre of beings, a real test of faith. I just had to sit back and take everything into perspective. I can see His hand in all these, totally amazing, how situations are corrected, a brighter tomorrow comes, without any shroud of doubt.
All these nudged me into a realization that He is reminding me that the first commandment is there for a reason. That there shouldn't be other gods before Him, not the shoes, not that new craze on food, even a better Church, just Him.
Aging with joy...jauncing through life, like it's the first time, a great discovery, sharing experiences about my life as an elderly woman. There is joy in aging indeed, there is wisdom earned. The wisdom to believe, to cook brazenly and to eat wisely.
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