Time is a funny thing. I posted before about how when we are young it seems to draw by and yet as we get older it slips through our fingers. But time is funny in other ways too and today I was reminded about one of the other funny sides of time.
No matter how it moves, as we get older, it fools us. Once you reach a certain age, you still feel like you can do everything you could when you were younger. Such as climbing trees, running fast or lifting heavy objects. And at that certain age, when you do these things, that feel like it should be the same as before, you are reminded that you are not as flexible, lithe or strong as you once were.
Sure you can carry out those tasks. Once though, where as once upon a time those very tasks were easy to do, repeatedly even if it’s required.
There was a time, back when Beloved was in his prime (before I knew him) where he could sling heavy bags without a second thought. Today when he moved a heavy suitcase for me, he did it. And then told me if I wanted it moved again, I would have to wait until he was up to as he settled into a comfortable chair for a wee rest. If you were to ask Beloved, he would tell you that when he went to moved my suitcase, he had thought nothing of it. As he was moving it, he was reminded that there are many things that one acquires with age, however it comes with one having to give up other things, for him it was realizing that while he could move the heavy bags once, he wasn’t as good at it as he once was!