Retired

Daily writing prompt
What were your parents doing at your age?

At my age (in my early 60s) my parents were retired. I have fond memories of happy trips to see them, accompanied by our first two kids, a toddler and a new baby

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Now, these two kids are around the age that I was at that time. Isn’t Life Strange? Perhaps it isn’t, but it all feels a bit strange to me at times. I could easily wake up in February 1994 and feel perfectly at home.

I constantly wish that I could leap back in time. But I’d want to be able to leap forward too, to jump over all the trials and tribulations that I’ve had since 1994 πŸ˜€. I sometimes think that I’m a little too obsessed with the past, but it’s one of the few benefits of being old – a lifetime of golden memories to cherish. Both my parents have passed away now, and since them, the world feels different. I feel that my real home is where they are.

Here are a couple of songs from February 1994:

I wasn’t really into pop music in 1994, but when I hear music from that era, it takes me back.

Memorable hymns first published in 1994 include the following. I wasn’t into the newer songs back then, but I’ve discovered them since then.

What Kind of Greatness
Overwhelmed by Love
For the Joys and For the Sorrows
Over The Mountains And The Sea
Light the Fire Again

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