Yesterday, amidst my multi-tasking I watched my neighbors as I slowly (absent mindedly) began to extradite my white Christmas lights from the leaves in the hedge in my front yard. This is always a sad, somber time.
They were an older couple that I saw. He, too was moving equally slow. He was pushing his wife deliberately, and carefully in a wheelchair. They were enjoying the afternoon air on this both sunny and brisk afternoon.
For some reason I thought of my own children, now adults, behind me in the house. I looked over my shoulder and thought about them anonymously going about their lives. No longer needing me- autonomous- and blindingly independent.
My future was in front of me.
