I remembered a video that a family friend made of me, my son and my daughter when I was a single parent - when Mr. CFP was merely a dream in my mind, a glimmer of hope in my heart... (wait until he reads THAT!) I looked and looked for that video of my kids singing Silver Bells with accompanying gurgling. One young'un would sing while the other gurgled water -
Silver bells glug glug glug.
Silver bells glug glug glug.
It's Christmas time in the city. glug glug glug glug.
Can't you just hear it?
Great stuff, huh?
I couldn't find that video.
But I did find the video of Christmas 1991 - it was great entertainment!
We were all so young back then! Young Man Peace did some good boogeying (Michael Jackson must have been learned from him) and Young Lady Peace was her usual cute self.
My dad was... how do I say it? My dad was a different person from what he is now. He was my dad. I mean, he is still my dad, but there is somewhat of a role reversal now. I am now the one who knows how to find my way in the world and who can help him.
I had FORGOTTEN what my dad used to be like. I've been so much in the present, accepting who is here right now, that I had forgotten how things used to be. He used to be the person I called for advice when things broke. He was the man who could fix anything. In a sense, that man in the video is gone.
But the Young Peace-ettes are gone, too. They are both adults now, living on their own. Sometimes I even forget what they used to be like. (Hell, I always forget what I used to be like!)
When I think about it, it's actually humorous that we ever think we can define anyone. We're all, it's all, always changing.
Who are you again???
So true. I've wondered now and then what the teenager me would think of me today!
ReplyDeleteHmmm ... what if, in some time-machine scenario, we could all meet each other at a certain age? It would be interesting for my children to meet me at the age they are now and for me to meet my Mum and Dad in their 20s.
ReplyDeleteIndigo Incarnates
ReplyDeleteI met one of Doug's friends last night that I hadn't seen in about 8 years. She said I haven't aged. Yay!
Otowi,
ReplyDeleteOooh. Wondering too hard about that, I could get brain damage! I do know that my teenage self would think that I was old.
Would yours be amazed at the spiritual path you have taken or did you have an inkling?
Dancing, that would tell us SO MUCH! Maybe people would understand why others do what they do if they understood better the path that got them where they are today.
ReplyDeleteIndigo,
ReplyDeleteEnjoy it while you can! ;-)
Yep, everything and every one is always 54444changing. The prefix added to that last word is compliments of Alex's paw on the keyboard.
ReplyDeleteToo bad you couldn't locate the video that you were seeking; perhaps the one you found had a greater impact on everyone?
Years ago I read a book by Rabbi Zalman Schachter-Shalomi entitled "Saging Not Aging." Then I couldn't picture myself ages as the book described. Now I find it difficult yo picture myself at the age when I first read the book.
Hi Nick,
ReplyDeleteYeah, I'd like to find that video. Most likely, I went right past it when I was looking for it.
I love Schachter-Shalomi's work. Who would have thought that WE would become the sages he was writing about? ;-)