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Life in the Slow Lane


Here we are, already in July! The months of 2024 have sped by like a housefly fleeing the swatter! It is the month for cookouts and laying on the beach. Remember the 4th , fly our flag proudly and be patriotic, my fellow Americans!

And birthdays . . . .they are coming around a little faster now. I had one in May. And glad of it.  I’ve realized I’ve slowed down but everyone else seems to be faster.

Traffic is faster. Yes—I am one of those who drive the exact speed limit. But I always move over into the slow lane to let everyone else pass me. I’m good with that.

Traffic is interesting. Everyone is in a rush in the mornings. I often wondered did they lose track of time? Did they forget something and have to return home? Perhaps they simply didn’t
get up early enough to leave at a reasonable time in order to NOT drive at the speed of light. Did I say that? Yes, I did.

In the afternoons, I guess travelers are rushing to pick up children, pick up supper, pick up Fluffy from the vet or Jack from the groomer, or merely going home to rest before having to do all those things and more. I remember hurrying when my children were young: to daycare, to school, to games, to practice, to appointments. I didn’t really think much about it at that time. It was what I had to do. Suddenly, it seems that life hurried along as well, and here I am in my sixties . . . .slowly taking life one day at a time.

I often feel as though I am the only one driving 70 on I-40, the only one driving 25 down main street in the town I live in, and the only one coming to a complete stop at the big red sign that tells me to do so. And I use my blinker! Imagine that!

Driving is something I have to do and I do not enjoy it as I have in the past. The distant past, I should say. More cars, more roads, more signs, more impatient drivers. It seems overwhelming at times. But at this point in my life, I am simply no longer in a hurry. I leave home at a reasonable hour when I am working. I leave early for medical appointments and take my time so my blood pressure won’t be through the roof when the nurse checks it. And I like living this way.

It’s July and the grass is hot on bare feet. The trees and the frogs are crying out for rain. I love the mist rising over the growing corn in the fields. I love to feel the warm breeze ruffle my hair as I poke along, taking in all of God’s glorious creation. Taking my time. Taking life in the slow lane.

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