I remembering saying “I forget” to my father, more than once in my short life with him. I can only imagine how frustrated he must have been, every time that I had said that to him. Why do I bring this up? This morning as I was driving to my office in Stockton California, I had a great topic for today’s post. I had a great title and was thinking about songs to include at the end of the post….
….well….now I have forgotten what it was that I wanted to write about. I know that it was good though. Thinking about it, I like the words, I Forget. You can get out of so many situations with just those two words. “Do you know what the speed limit is here?” “I forget; please tell me.” “You were supposed to pick me up from school. I asked you yesterday.” “Really? I forget having that conversation.” You see, it works. Okay, maybe not.
I wonder if me not remembering what it was that I wanted to write about, is a sign of old age? Couldn’t be! I don’t think of myself as any older than 27.
So today I am grateful that I am healthy and physically fit, especially for a 47 year old man that can be quite lazy, when he wants to be. I am grateful that I have some wonderful thoughts and then forget them. Yep, I am grateful for that! They were wonderful thoughts and they made me happy at the time that I had them. Now I don’t even think that they qualify as a memory; maybe a forgotten memory, maybe. There are many things that I am grateful for and right now, it is the conversations that I have with myself.
God Bless and have a great week!