Simple pleasures. Helping shape the mind to accept change. Finding joy and satisfaction where I can. The dual challenges of my wife’s medical situation along with the frigid weather we’ve been having (judged by my growing intolerance of cold) have pushed my ability to go with the flow.
The first snowfall of the season thrilled the dogs. Me — not so much. Still, it was good to see the sunrise.
Just three weeks ago the only nod I needed to make to the cold was to turn on the heated grips with my hands nestled inside the Tucano Urbano mitts. I felt I could handle the cold weather when it was just above the freezing mark and the sun was shining.
Now that the thermometer is in the teens I can’t get warm. Indoors or out. The Vespa sits in the garage waiting for adventure. It even sports a new Termoscud apron that I know will help keep me warm. But the new snow and cold angst have walled me off from two-wheeled adventure.
It’s hell to get old.
A friend visits Kim two afternoons a week affording me an opportunity to run errands and reflect on what’s going on. In life and in my head.
A stop for chocolate cake at Duffy’s Tavern has moved from special to commonplace. Regardless the change, it provides exquisite moments alone to think and write in my journal. Simple pleasures.
I still try to see the sunrise. I hope more riding isn’t far off. And I have a new photography project underway. While my world may have grown smaller, the satisfaction remains. As long as I’m willing to accept the changes.
And continue to see the sunrise.