Recently I was driving around with my 3 month old grandson. He was snoozing in his car seat. We do that sometimes on my one day with him. He needs a nap, I need quiet time and a chocolate shake from the drive-up window at McDs.
The car needed gas so I stopped at a station one town over. I
got out, inserted my card in the slot, started to pump and looked around. It
was a nice afternoon, flowers were still blooming at the farm stand across the
street where a few cars pulled in, a couple of cars pulled out. There was a
young guy pumping gas next to me. Nothing out of the ordinary at all. And then
I saw something which, within a few seconds, shook me to my core, (in a good
way).
After celebrating my recent birthday, and for some time leading up to it, I’ve been having a hard time dealing with aging. I don’t like the idea of getting old, and what that means: uncertainty, fear of suffering and dependence. A few years back after experiencing my parents’ switchover from driving cars to waterproof sheets, and eventual death, I saw my future. I didn’t like what I saw.
The primary ‘not-like’ of what lies ahead: will I live long
enough for my grandchildren to remember me? I’m on the old-side of grand-parenting
and they are all so young. (Oldest is three) I want them to know how much they
mean to me. I want them to remember how much fun I am/was. By the time they
start storing memories of me I will be really old and maybe not as limber as I
am now. And the stupid part…right now I’m healthy and life is pretty damn good.
But I dwell easily on the dark side of the unknown. Not good.
Anyway, I’m standing next to my car, my grandson is napping
and while I’m pumping I look up at a sign, high on a pole next to the road,
just below the big Exxon sign.
Nothing fancy about it, typical marketing statement by a big company. Black background
with simple white lettering.
“BECAUSE THE BEST MILES ARE STILL AHEAD FOR YOU.”
It was as if a cool breeze rose from the field of flowers across
the street to lighten my heavy heart.
It was an epiphany.
I read the sign out loud.
The guy at the pump next to me gave me one of those looks.
Right then, at that moment, on the spot, the difficulties
and angst of the past, I realized are simply that, past. Finding jobs, finding
love, a home, having children, raising them, helping them on their way, done.
Though relationships with kids are certainly ongoing, like I said, they are
done.
What’s right-now and the future looks pretty good. Don’t
worry so much, don’t fret, don’t dwell…
“BECAUSE THE BEST MILES ARE STILL AHEAD FOR YOU.”
