260928 The Old Man

I’ve lived in this complex for several years now, but never saw the old man until I moved to my current abode, which is beside a well traveled street.

I saw the old man again a day ago,
He’s always on his little scooter seat traveling to wherever he needs to go to and fro.

We seem to always be going the opposite way.
And it’s always early in the day.

He’s a thin man, weathered face and hair of gray.
I often wonder how he spends his day.

Since I first saw him, I’ve always waved and greeted him as he rolled on by.
He passed by on his seat, but never said “Hi”.

This morning I was walking home and I saw him heading in my direction,
I waved and said “Good Morning” with a genuine affection.

He actually turned his head and waved back at me,
I was so stunned I nearly stepped off the sidewalk and into a tree.

One never knows what each new day may bring. -----------------------------------------

I think about where I am financially today and I realize without Joyce (who was a saver) while I was like my dad, (if there was money left over by the next payday, there must be some way to spend it.)

When we first moved here about 10 years ago, we rented an apartment for $500 a month. Now rent here is $1000 a month and more depending on where one lives in this complex.

This place is not overly expensive compared to others in the area. Without Joyce, I’d be living in some run down cracker box in a bad part of Springfield. That or some other place where you pay by the day if you want a bed by night and I’d be eating in some soup kitchen.

I was lucky to have Joyce to run the house and save the money. The only question is, was it enough? It was when we retired, but that was 20 years ago. Who knows what tomorrow may bring?

“For all we know, we may never meet again.” I hope we do some time in God’s Heaven.