Unless
there is an emergency
most
will not see the urgency.
Life
perpetually unfold its mys-
teries.
We flee without haste in
case
of flood and fire. We rush
to
the bedside of a loved one ill
or
on the edge of eternity. A gush-
ing
faucet must be remedied im-
mediately.
Otherwise routinely
we
often fail to open our eyes and
see.
The baby you held in your
arms
just last week it seems is
on
the verge of earning his or
her
college degree, and is suffi-
ciently
sized to carry you around.
The
old friend you haven’t seen
in
years appears, and you think
silently
to yourself, what in hell
has
happened to you? You look
into
the mirror one day, and sur-
prise!
Adding insult to injury, top-
ping
the gray hair which you’d
swear
was not there yesterday
are
the sagging bags under your
eyes.
And that star ballplayer on
TV
happens to be 40-years younger
than
you. He just signed a ten-year
contract
for a hundred and ten mil-
lion
bucks. And you’re drawing a
paltry
twenty grand per annum on
Social
Security. And your best friends
happen
to be Tylenol extra strength
and
Bengay three times a day. The
urgency
you failed to see yesterday
slipped
up behind you tip-toe silently,
and
grabbed you by the ass...Gotcha!
Suddenly
you pause to wonder, what
in
hell, is today Thursday or Friday?
Hurry,
hurry, urgency! You’ve only been
up
an hour and this is third time you’ve
got
to pee.
Chris
Hanch 4-9-19
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