It’s amazing how quickly forty-one years can glide by when you are enjoying life together. Oh, there were rought spots and tight times, but all in all it has been an enjoyable four decades plus one year.
Wow, that sounds like a long time.
I feel like the same person I was those many years ago, just with a body that shows the wear and tear. How can you explain to a young person that who you are, the true essence of yourself, doesn’t change. We age physically, and we mature intellectually and emotionally, but we still are who we are.
It’s no wonder the concept of body and spirit is universal throughout all cultures – a body that is only a receptacle for who we really are. The concept may be refined differently through various religions, but it is there in some form. It is a true concept, and we know it intuitively.
Bud and I celebrated by having lunch together since I had a township meeting this evening and wouldn’t be around for supper. It was nice to spend time together, and we decided it was just as good as going out for dinner. Maybe better, at lunch menu prices.
I ran home in mid-afternoon to meet with my visiting teachers, those angels from my congregation who check up on me monthly to make sure I am okay. It was a welcome disruption in the middle of typing up the agenda for tonight’s meeting. The agenda was so short I was sure we would be out of there within 20 minutes.
It always depends on how many citizens show up with complaints and what issues get bloviated to death.
The meeting lasted two and a half hours.
We bought a new brush truck for the fire department; we talked about trees on road right-of-way; but first we spent over an hour on citizen complaints. I have many follow-up phone calls to make this week to try and find answers to the problems.
Tomorrow I am going to Doug’s to help S~ with her flag for girls camp. I hope we can do a good job and she will be happy with it.