Daily Prompt; 21st Century Citizen
Do you belong in this day and age? Do you feel…
Do you belong in this day and age? Do you feel comfortable being a citizen of the 21st-century? If you do, explain why — and if you don’t, when in human history would you rather be?
Photographers, artists, poets: show us MODERN.
I don’t belong in the modern world. I never have. When I was young and then a little older I really didn’t give it much thought. Discovering boys and then raising my own little family, who cares about modern or historical.
As I got older though I realized I fought the system. I liked the memories I had of being a kid. Today, you can go to an upbeat, modern store and find this. I admit it is beautiful, but come on friends, don’t you think you would have to spend an incredible amount of time cleaning all that glass? Making it shine and look like it has never been used? No where to hide or ditch anything. Everything is out for the eyes to see.
Now this bathroom I remember. Sinking into big bubbles, playing with my dolls washing their hair. This is a simple, but nice bathroom. I love antiques, so if I could have a tub of my choice, I would have this but with the original claw feet.
I would imagine many of you would love to have this. This represents style, class and money. But again, it is not me. I just don’t fit into this modern era. I would much rather remember the bed that I slept in when I was at my Grandma’s spending the night. Waking up to the smell of bacon frying, scrambled eggs, toast with home-made apple butter and a big tall glass of fresh milk straight from the cow.
This bed I slept in had a comfy feather mattress with a thick comforter. It was upstairs and in the winter there was one register that heat could seep through. It was pretty chilly up there. But, once you were under that big comforter, you stayed toasty warm all night long. I also think I was healthier because I didn’t get too warm and germs love warmth so they can grow and spread.
I wish I could turn back the clock and bring the family together again. Live the simple life, go to Grandma’s for Sunday dinner, and just laugh and giggle like I used to. But we can’t turn back time, but we can savor our delicious memories and smile real big.
Who’s the most important person in your life — and how would your day-to-day existence be different without them?
It’s too bad this could not have been asked of me five years ago. The answer would have been my DAD.
Now that we are talking about the present I get worried. I am an oddball. It is not normal to not have several friends in my reality life. I have hundreds of them on WP.
In my real life here in the state of Indiana, the town of Warsaw where I live, I lean heavily on my kids. I have one excellent long-term friend I have been friends from way back. But that still doesn’t answer the question.
Who is the most important person in my life? When I break down the words and pull out the highlights I would have to choose God. He forgives me for every sin. He doesn’t judge my past. He doesn’t criticize my looks. He doesn’t judge me. I can talk to him anytime I wish. I don’t have to use my cell phone or text him. He is always eager to listen and speak to me. I don’t have to phone him and ask if he is busy this coming weekend. I don’t have to dress up or put my make-up on.
I don’t like to actually say it out loud but I will admit the truth. I have talked to God while I am showering or even smoking a cigarette. I have spoken to him when I am angry at life and he doesn’t say I told you so.
He is always there, day or night, good times or bad. When I was left for homeless by my ex, God was the one who stuck by my side and pulled me out of the darkness. He lifted me up with his two arms and cradled me in the curves of his clothing. He wiped my tears with his hair and touched my heart and healed me.
I absolutely don’t know what I would do without him. I swear! To have to depend on me and the world full of deceit and false prophets I would be afraid to leave my house. I am sure I would not have a quarter of the confidence I carry today. If it were not for God I don’t know if I could always be there for Al. It isn’t an easy task taking care of someone with so many medical issues.
So a big thank-you to all my friends for being my confidant, my friend and a big support to me. Thank-you Lezlie for being a friend for so many years. And thank-you God for never leaving me when I have made so many mistakes in my life.