I updated my End of the Beginning post and somehow none of it was saved, so, try, try again. The title comes from a song by my good friend and talented singer/songwriter John Flynn : http://johnflynn.net You can hear the song there.
The songs resonates with me because I realize there are far more years behind me than there are ahead. I have lost one parent:
My mother is 90 and a half, and I don’t think it will be long before I become a motherless child:
Mother and Dad lived for 40 years in the old house where they watched 3 generations grow up:
grandchildren, great-grandchildren, even great-great grandchildren:
The time came when Mother could no longer stay in that old house:
Our experiment with sending her to live in a fancy “assisted living” facility didn’t work out. After a mistake with her medication that almost killed her, my sister Gwen took Mother home with her.
So now I find myself at the beginning of the end, although I hope it’ll be a long time before I get there. John’s song says “The journey of a single step can begin with a thousand miles.” Here was where I started:
I grew up, went to college, got married:
We had kids:
Then we had some grandkids:
We got divorced, but later became friends again. I had some adventures, did a lot of traveling, met some interesting people and some great friends, mostly because of Arlo Guthrie:
To quote John again, I’m thankful “for old friends you can count on, even though their ranks are thinning.”
There are others I dearly miss: dear, sweet Jack Dultz, Gay, who will always be sitting at the front table at the church, Gerry Harper – your daughter grew up to be as wonderful as you were, sweetheart. So many friends and loved ones gone but never forgotten.
Our sons grew up:
Our granddaughters are teenagers!
So, what happens next? I need to work on that Bucket list – maybe finish the mystery I started writing many moons ago. I have continued to write and get published – here’s the launch of the latest anthology from the Final Twist, Oct. 2011:
Chorus of The End of the Beginning” “Oh, the journey you make, from the first breath you take, to your last dying day, the mystery will take your breath away …”
Kris Kristofferson, who accompanies John on this song, has a song with a similar line:
From the rockin’ of the cradle to the rollin’ of the hearse, the going up was worth the comin’ down. I do believe he’s right. Journey on …