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The middle is a muddle…

In Other Words   
the prompt this week:

“Life is not so much about beginnings and endings as it is about going
on and on and on. 
It is about muddling through the middle.”

Anna Quindlen

I think Quindlen is right.
There is not much we can do about our beginning.

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I had nothing to say about my beginning but from what I hear
it was pretty much the usual start of life.

And we don’t have a lot to say about the end when it comes.

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I do hope that I live a long time but not too long.
I hope to just stop one day…my choice of time would be during a nap.

All we can do is make the best of the time in between.

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As to “muddling through the middle”…
Some have just a few days or hours, most have many years,
and there are those that are around almost forever.
There are folks that are successful in the muddle,
most make the best of it, and some make a mess of it.

Me, I have lived to a bit more than the middle amount of the muddle
and have had some success, mostly just make the best of what comes,
and have been known to occasionally make a mess.

I haven’t always been happy with my muddle but these days I am content.
It’s my muddle and I’m going to “go on and on and on” until it’s over!

Pet the cat to see what words others have to say.
Pet the cat to see what words others have to say.
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5 thoughts on “The middle is a muddle…

  1. I love this, “It’s my muddle”! :-). Ownership is big to me, and has become even more important I as get older. Yup, I did some smart. Things and some dumb things and a whole lot of in between, and I own it all, because it got me here and I’m pretty happy with my muddle these days too, or maybe I’ve just learned to smile at life and realize it’s pretty good most of the time. This is a good age of life for learning contentment… I like that part! Now if I could just swap this body out for a new one, that’ would be great! :-))

    1. It took me a long time and a lot of tears to realize I am who I am and that it is a good thing. If someone doesn’t like it they can go play in someone else’s yard. I am with you about the body thing. I would like to have my old (young) body back. I don’t think I appreciated it when I had it. I would be nicer to it.

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