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The relevance of time hits hard on the southbound slide of life. Memories have more meaning. Places have nostalgic value, and old friends are rare and cherished.
When we were the kids, we gave no attention to nostalgia. We were too busy creating our own memories to pay much attention to the wisdom of our elders. In the turn of a moment, we are the elders.
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My GLP 1 Journey – A Little Less of Me
“I beg to differ’ son, I’ve been round all my life.”
A knee-jerk response to a simple statement of reply started the journey.
I was pretty well known at a local pizza shop for ordering frequently. The guys who ran the shop became friends, and we had a good time and lots of laughs during pickup.
I had not been in for a couple of months. The wife tried to make me eat better. That effort was as futile as the marriage itself, but I digress.
I walked through the door with my usual bravado, “Where you been, Chuck? I ain’t seen you in forever,” I smiled, having gotten the jump.
“That’s because you ain’t been around.” Chuck grinned back.
Thus, the laugh-generating knee-jerk response.
At my heaviest, I weighed 386 pounds. Nearly as round as I was tall. I had dealt with the weight through a lifetime of bad decisions. A man can live on snack cakes for a while, but it is not recommended.
I was once told I have no willpower. I must disagree. I have an overabundance of willpower. It is in reserve, having never been used.
As a man will do, to avoid tension in the house, I found great solace in outside work. The childhood aversion to mowing the lawn was whisked away by solitude.
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