“Now look a look…”
Dateline: Grumpy Old Men; Season Three
You know, I was going to begin this story one way but then I erased that and begun this story a whole other way.
Talk some about getting old.
Talk some about this here retirement thing.
Talk some about Rabbits & Bulldogs.
See, I was going to begin this story this way:
If y’all don’t know who Captain Kangaroo is, it might be best if you moved on to some other click on the internet.
But then I got to thinking, but then the story got to a changing, but then the universe got to talking, got to leading the story and changed the beginning of the story to this:
If ya’ll don’t know who Captain Kangaroo is, it might be best if you stayed put on this story.
Because, you see, someday, iPods will be antiques.
Because, you see, someday, you will be upset your mother threw out your Power Rangers.
Because, you see, someday, Justin Bieber will be playing Dinner Theater in Cleveland.
Because, you see, someday, God willing, you will be old.
“… look a look…”
Used to be, when I looked in a mirror, it was me looking back. Now, not so much. Now, in the mirror, I see my mother and father looking back at me.
Trust me, peach fuzz and dimples don’t last.
Trust me, it’s a blink of an eye from pimple cream to rejuvenating facials.
Trust me, your hair will move from the top of your head to hanging out your nose.
When I frown, that second line down from my eyebrow, that line is there from the day I watched my baby girl, 2-month-old Ashley, being wheeled into surgery.
The lines on my face are the stories of my life. I’ve earned my gray hair. I’ve earned my aches, my pains, my crooked teeth, my old man odors and my socks with shorts.
And, again, God willing, you young’uns will earn all that, too. But I can’t help you there. I’ve also earned something else,
the secret to life, and with that there, I think I can help you.
Once you know the secret of life, none of those wrinkles matter, none of those nose hairs matter, none of the aches, none of the pains … socks with shorts, though, will always be a problem but,
the secret to life is the only thing that matters.
And the secret to life is
Find someone to love, who loves you back and then love them with all you got.
But also, and this is very, very important, LOVE WHAT YOU DO.
I believe that everyone on this planet was put here for a special reason, made, programmed in … to do something, do what they love,
and when you know that secret, and when you do what you love,
“…a look a yonder, a what’s that I see…”