A couple of significant occurrences last weekend involving the generation either side of me.
Son had his first shave. He just had a bit of fluff and probably won’t have to shave again for quite a while, but it was his first shave and therefore significant.
We went to see my parents on the weekend. There were many dead-heads on Mum’s roses. It wasn’t that long ago when she would have been out there every day dead-heading them. There were so many that I felt a need to take the secateurs to them. Perhaps by getting rid of them, I could convince myself that Mum is still managing as she used to. I also think this will be the first year that she won’t be making Christmas puddings and cakes.
So as one generation heads to adulthood, the other is heading towards frailty and dependence. I, in the middle, am observing the circle of life.
1 comment:
Hmmm, seem to remember reading a similar post in another blog about his BF's son having his first shave...wonder if there's a connection??? :-)
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