Musings of an Aging Nobody

You know the feeling, I know you do.

That emotional rush that happens every now and then.
It’s not always the same and you don’t always know when to expect it.

Sometimes it comes with goose bumps and you feel it down the back of your neck.
Maybe your heart beats faster and your face gets flushed.
Or it’s an anxious, nervous feeling in your stomach.
It might be that uncontrollable need to smile.
Or it might be the tears that come when nothing is sad.
It could be all of those things and then again, it may not be any of them.
It may be just be that quiet feeling of contentment as you close your eyes to sleep.

And you might experience it in other places and at other times.

Like about one minute and twenty eight seconds into Journey’s “Faithfully” when the drums come in,
Or while watching Martina McBride singing “Over the Rainbow” two rows from the stage.

But it gets better.

Remember that first dance at your daughter’s wedding?
And even more special, that first dance at that same daughter’s second wedding.

It comes while holding your first grandchild for that very first time.
And just as powerfully, while holding your second grandchild for the first time.

And there are many other moments and situations as you know.

Sometimes it comes with words, sometimes it doesn’t, and sometimes it makes words impossible.

But especially for me, it’s the first time I saw her, and the last time I kissed her, no matter how many years, days, minutes, and seconds have fallen in between.

Wait, I think Kim just got home…….

“Hi honey, I’m home”…..

See, there it is again……….