There is much wailing and gnashing of the teeth in our house right now my friends. Beloved is in a state of mourning. He has promised sack cloth and ashes will come next. He’d cut his hair, but it’s already short and he has decided his mourning doesn’t call for plucking out his beard and/or hair. He is, after all, a bit practical even if he tends to have a flair for the dramatic! ☺️
Which precious person must he have lost, you may be wondering, to create such intense wailing and mourning. But I assure you, he hasn’t list a person. No, dear friends, he is mourning over a thing, not a person. One can inky hope that as he loses people in his life he will mourn with such passion and intensity!
So what, then, has the dear man lost to cause such grief and anguish? Can we find it again? Well we can sort of find it, not 100% exactly as it was before, but still. so what is it exactly? His eye sight.
To be exact Beloved has discovered he needs reading glasses. He is mourning the fact. Needs To wear reading glasses. Gone are the carefree days of no glasses, reading fine print and thick books with tiny writing without any assistance. Yes friends, this is what he is mourning. Well that plus the his youth has slipped with the donning of his reading glasses. 😐
I’m sure once he gets past the fact that he has moved to another stage of maturing, he will be fine. I mean all those different frames to choose from! But first we need to get through the gnashing, sack cloths and ashes. Then maybe the wailing will turns to shouts of delight! ☺️