Tag Archives: Old

Thursday Doors – March 9, 2017

 

Since finding this challenge I have learned something valuable about myself. I love two types of doors.

One: the entrances to large beautiful churches

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St. Mary’s of the Assumption – Fort Worth Texas

Two: Old abandon buildings

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Abandon building South Fort Worth

It seems I might have missed the middle ground!

This challenge is sponsored by Norm 2.0. Come join the fun…you will start seeing doors in a whole new light.

 

 

 

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DP Weekly Photo Challenge: Look Up

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“This week is all about taking a moment to check out what’s going on above you.”

This photo was taken at an old train station in Snyder Texas. I enjoy seeking out the “different” photo. Just as this challenge suggests, looking up and away from my typical line of site…I was able to find a shot many might never notice.

Visit The Daily Post for the weekly photo challenge or a number of other challenges that might interest you.

Weekly Writing Challenge: Great Expectations / Age

When I turned 10 years old, my grandparents were 60 years old.
When I graduated from High School my parents were 42 years old.
At 60, my grandparents seemed very old. Although they were active, my child’s brain imagined they were ancient.
At 42, my parents were certainly old. How could they not be old? They “came of age” in the 1950’s. The songs playing on the “oldies” radio stations were from that era.

As I became an adult, the 40’s, 50’s and 60’s still seemed beyond the age I could ever consider young.

Last week I turned 51. My brain still has not adjusted. I’m still trying to figure out what “old” is suppose to feel like. I do have aches and pains, but I also workout regularly, walk great distances and yesterday I climbed a tree.
My expectation of 51 was not this. I am honestly not sure what my expectation of being in my 50’s was. Maybe by now I was suppose to be planning for retirement. Maybe my evenings were suppose to be spent watching television and getting to bed by 9:00PM. Maybe I expected to spend my evenings reading a good book or watching the grandkids. 
Instead of settling in for the beginning of the end, it seems I am starting a great adventure. I no longer have the expectation of being old. My expectation is that I will remain young, as long as I choose to remain young!