Opus 2020-246: Ode to Old: Forgetting Blessings

As you get older the blank spots in your memory get more frequent.  I think everyone, at every age, has moments where they cannot remember a word or a name.  It is nothing to worry about.  What the younger people may not realize is it gets more regular as you get older.  It isn’t a matter of not knowing how many years you have been married.  I have always had to do a little math to figure that out.  It is a matter of writing a sentence and knowing the exact word you want to use but you can’t remember what it is.  You can almost spell it but you can’t see it.

As I was walking my mind wandered and for some reason I was trying to remember the name of a supreme court justice.  I could see his face.  I could tell you about his life.  I just could not remember his name.  I know I knew it because I had discussed him before.  It wasn’t there.  So I just kept walking.  About a hundred steps later it popped into my head, “Clarence Thomas.”  

I knew it would come and it gave me something to be thankful for.  I was thanking God for the ability to still get out and walk, for remembering how to get home and remembering to zip up my pants.  I was also grateful that I am still at a stage where I know that I have forgotten something.

Happy aging.

homo unius libri