MONEY CAN’T BUY IT

I don’t envy much. I’ve never needed the best house, the fastest car. Fashion doesn’t tempt me and success for me has always meant having enough. Spare would be nice, but enough will do.

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I don’t need popularity. A really good friend and some companionable other acquaintances is more than sufficient.

But you, over there? Yes, you. The youngster, with your flexible body and the spring in your step. I bet you can sleep a whole night without having to take “something for the pain.” I bet you still have all your original parts too. That must be really nice. A spine that isn’t encrusted by calcification. A digestive system that will handle whatever you throw into it … and at your age, probably that’s all sorts of weird stuff. I hope you get over that soon. Stomachs are important. They don’t stay tolerant forever.

And feet! Oh, how glorious! You can run, jump, walk. And your eyes are clear and lovely. You can focus your camera too.How delightful. I remember when I could do that.

It’s not real envy, I guess. That would imply I think you’ve got something I might want to take from you and make my own. Which isn’t true. You are young and healthy. Your beauty is your vitality and the joy I see you take in the simple acts of daily life. To say I envy that is true — in a way — but more as if I’d like to turn back my clock. I would give anything short of life itself for a single day of being completely healthy and pain-free. I would carry that memory with me for the rest of my life. I’d treasure it.

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I hope you treasure what you have. I didn’t realize how much it could change. I never expected to be what I am now. In my imagined future, I was just as you are now, but maybe with a little gray in my hair. Otherwise, I’d be perhaps a bit slower. But still me.

So that’s it. I want just a day as I was to remember how it feels to walk with a spring in my step, eat an ice-cream, run across the grass, ride a horse.

Treasure what you have, young woman. It’s worth more than gold. If it goes away, no earthly treasure can buy it back. Take care of yourself. Hoard your riches. You’ll need them on the long road ahead.



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15 replies

  1. As George Bernard Shaw said (so eloquently), “Youth is wasted on the young.” 😀

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  2. I’m 4 years younger than you but have been fortunate with my body. Eye sight is becoming a mess and my feet hurt but that’s about it.
    I’ve had medical insurance for about 5 years way back when. I’ve always been aware of that fact but it never stopped me from doing anything. I did it a wee bit more carefully.
    When I needed medical care I would go to Drs. clinics(expensive) or emergency rooms. That was a big bill but I could make payments.
    I am so sorry about your health, if possible I would send you a healthy back.

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    • I manage. Right now, trying to figure out how to afford some kind of scooter device … and wondering if my heart is going to need more repair … but I manage. I’m not always sure HOW, but I do!!

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  3. Splendidly lyrical piece, Marilyn. But oh the irony of having to be old enough to know what is lost. Wisdom comes at a price, doesn’t it. I suppose the truly winning moment is when you’re grateful for the trade-off. Not really a feature of our current society where elder wisdom is not too well regarded.

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    • I wouldn’t trade my 66 year old head for that of a kid, no matter how young and healthy the body that goes with it. I would love to feel good, but not at the price of trading the years of living and learning!! The world may not much value it, but I do!!

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  4. So very true and so perfectly said. I can add nothing. I completely agree with all of your words.

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  5. HELLO, Thanks for coming by my Recovery Blog! Very powerful post here. I appreciate the *Pingback* TOO! It sure is true that our younger generation need to learn from us older folk….LOL…They have NO Idea what they have until they to get older!! God Bless! *Author, Catherine Lyon*

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