Showing posts with label attitude. Show all posts
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Day 245 Nonagenarian Attitude



August 11, 2015

(If we live with an open and grateful attitude, every day will bring a gift. This is one of 365 gifts during the year I turned 70.)

Determination at 95.
Today was too hot and humid to walk in the park and do battle with aggressive deer flies so I wound up on the treadmill at Big Vanilla gym for my daily exercise. With ear buds plugged, I trudged along and noticed an elderly black man walk by once, twice, three times and then four. Each time I waved and smiled at him and he nodded and smiled back.

As I was leaving, I saw him sitting and taking a break. I asked him how many times he usually walks around the gym and he said he always does six, so he had two more rounds to go. “You know, I’m 95,” he said to me, with some pride. I learned that this nonagenarian is Logan and I told him that I admired his attitude.

“You got to keep doing it because nobody’s going to do it for you. It’s all up to you. Once you’re down, there’s no getting up.” He went on, “Independence is important. I do everything for myself. I pick up my own medicine from the drugstore. I don’t want to go into a nursing home. When the time comes that I can’t walk, I’ll crawl.” I’m sure he will. “I don’t eat meals with my kids because I don’t want them telling me when and what I’m going to eat.” He told me that he’s an avid golfer and even plays in Myrtle Beach. I told him that he’s an inspiration.

I gave him a hidden hug, a positivity/mental health project that my friend Andi has started. I gave him a small cutout circle with a hand-written quotation and a ribbon. It said You are responsible for your own happiness. Logan smiled again.

My gift today is a conversation with Logan.
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You can find links to my other posts on this project here:

Silver



My friend Tanika is around 25—

more like exactly a quarter century—

and she says she was born with a silver heart.


That ain’t nothin’ declares Elijah

who says he was born with a gold tooth.

He’s 80—more or less.


She says a gold tooth can fall out

and then what do you got?

Nothin’.


He says then the tooth fairy

will pitch it up to shine

among fairy stars that will sparkle

from heaven and reach down to

tickle his mouth until

he can’t help but grin and be happy.

Gold teeth be forever

whether inside or out.

He flashes a smile.


Tanika says some people are born

with a silver spoon but

thieves can steal silver spoons and then

there’s nothin’ left and then you gotta

stir your coffee with your fingers.


No one can swipe my silver heart she says.

It can tarnish with bad hurtin’ air and meanness

but I just rub it

polish it

shine it until folks that fling darts

are blinded.

And you can reflect on that, Elijah.


He threw a smile aimed at her silver heart

and it came back brighter in its reflection.


© Bonnie Schupp