Beautiful young people are accidents of nature,
But beautiful old people are works of art.
~Eleanor Roosevelt
I patiently waited at the Secretary of State to purchase new plates for another Hoe Mobile. After all, the gardening season is right around the corner! Sitting still is NOT my favorite thing to do, even in winter. However, “down time” has purpose and that rang true today.
Bored stiff, out of the corner of my eye, I noticed an adorable older gentleman hunched over the counter looking very forlorn. He resembled my dad who passed away in 2007 – hearing aid, cane, World War II cap, and all! Immediately the flash backs crepted in and so did the lump in my throat.
I vividly recalled escorting my father to the Secretary of State for the last time. His concern and fear that his license may not be renewed plagued him like his ailing disease. I am quite sure he could not bear the thought of losing his independence and never driving again. It broke my heart then and again today. And now, an unfamiliar, unpretentious little old man wore that same look on his face.
The emotions began erupting like a volcano and I fought back the tears. So silly I thought to myself, I am sitting in the Secretary of State office that is jam-packed with people. Please, please, please pass the tests I quietly chanted to myself, as if it might help. Just give him one more chance.
On this very gloomy December day, my sunglasses concealed the sentiment but his toothless smile revealed victory! Thank you little old man for reminding me how much I loved my dad and the true meaning of this very magical holiday season!
May all your gardens grow,
Jan, that was wonderful. My own father, also a veteran, died 10 years ago and I found myself tearing up as I shared his story with a good friend. Your sentiments are so sweetly put. Our elders are wonderful and filled with treasures if we will only take the time to spend time with them. Thank you for sharing with us. Merry Christmas
Thank you Patty for your lovely comment. Wishing you and your family a very Happy New Year! ♥♥♥
May all your gardens grow,
Jan
This is one of the most beautiful memories I have ever heard. It is truly heartbreaking to see people you love lose their independence. Ralph was such a good man. I am honored to have known him. All my love to you my dear sweet friend!!
I love you, BFF! (((Hugs)))
May all YOUR gardens grow,
Jano
Beautiful sentiment Jan! You wear your heart on your sleeve…I love that about you! 🙂
Thank you SO much, Susan! Wishing you and your family a joyous holiday season!
May all your gardens grow,
Jan
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My own dad died before he ever got to old age. I was tearing up as I read this. Thanks for the memories. He must have been a great man…look at his daughter.
Awww…thank you so much, Janice. I am sorry to hear about your Dad. They will always hold a special place in our hearts. Big hugs and much love to you.
May all your gardens grow,
Jan