Our targets, our milestones

It is Sunday bright beautiful sunny morning with 13 C. Last night,
it was not a good sleep for me. I know this is not a big deal at my age.
Things start getting upside down at this age. My travel time is getting 
closer too, it adds up, like cherry on top.

It is OK, no pain, no gain. Nothing is total plus, my Dear. I am going
to see my daughters, I have to pay the price. I am fine with that. I have
my list of things to pack. 

I already sorted my closet and clothes, are in my suitcase. I have to plan 
to go to my doctor for my medicines. I will do that. I think I am on track. 
I know I have to deal with some sleepless nights. It happens.

Today, I was out of my bed at six in the morning. Too early for breakfast.
I switched on my computer. I do that first thing in the morning. My 
daughters are five hours ahead of my time in Toronto.

I let them know that I am awake. Usually they call, if they don't, 
I understand that they must be busy with their own family matters.
We have to give them space to enjoy their own life. It is their time, 
we have to realize.

We have to be busy with our own things and not to depend on our kids.
When they call, we have to keep it brief, keeping in mind that they must
be busy with so many things to do for the day.

We have to put ourselves in other person's shoes. No one has time with 
kids, husband and social life. Don't have to push it, otherwise, we start
losing their connection, so be flexible.

We have to handle our day to day things on our own. Don't have to disturb 
them for petty matters. I am going through my Facebook messages. My 
grade five childhood friend writes to me every day from Sydney.

We share our daily things. She is retired and also of my age, lives with her 
daughter's family. She writes to me, what she cooked, how much she walked,
how is weather over there, all such things.

Sometimes we share our golden days, our student era. Past always looks 
brighter. Grass looks greener from a distance. It is 7.30, I am having my 
breakfast, everyone else sleeping. My son watching Sports Channel.

Last night Toronto Raptors, our basket ball team won the Eastern 
Conference championship, first time in Toronto history. It is all over the 
News. 

I don't watch the entire game but keep myself connected to enjoy. 
We have to give color to our lives. Everything matters, which gives 
you happiness. Go for that. 

It is 8.40, my son planning to go to lake. I am getting ready to go with him.
I noticed that he looked tired and sleepy. He was busy with his office work
so didn't have a chance to sleep well.

I asked him to skip the lakes and go to sleep. I will go for my walk.
Sometimes we have to switch our plans. We have to be flexible.

It is 9.15, I am going for my walk. My front garden looking great
with pearls scattered all around. Magnolia tree on the left, is now full 
of leaves but not many flowers left. 

My youngest daughter is too much into gardening. She told me, it's 
flowers come first and leaves after. Now I know that. I can see couple 
of pink flowers smiling in between all the green.

Two black squirrels playing hide and seek on my driveway. Red and 
Yellow Tulips looking beautiful on my next door neighbor's garden. 
Now I am on Whites Road, not much traffic here. I think it is early 
and also it is weekend.

It is 9.45, I am at Tim Horton, enjoying my time alone, having small 
coffee with oatmeal raisin cookie . I am writing my Blog, talking to my 
Readers Family. I am done, it is 11. 20, time to walk home.

I will walk through the back street of the Strathmore Town houses.
I have to check the rose plant, may be it started budding by now. 
We have to have something to look forward. To be like our targets, our 
milestones. It gives hope and push to move on. Makes you full of life.