Here Today Gone Tomorrow

Here Today Gone Tomorrow

Do you remember being a child? I do, vividly. I thought my Dad knew everything. He was the smartest Dad alive. I believed the house I grew up in would always be there. Memphis, Tennessee was the best place to live on earth. I remember thinking old people were over 30 and I would be young, forever. My family would never age and drool like granny. My parents would never leave their teeth in a bowl or container on their bedroom dresser. Life has a way changing things, or is life really about change?
Change as defined by Webster means, “to give a different position, course, or direction to”. It is a transition verb. David Bowie produced and sang a song that reflected the attitudes of the 1960’s titled, “Changes”. Bowie’s message is summarized in one line of the chorus. “Time may change me, but I can’t change time.”(You Tube.29 Oct. 2013 Web. 18 Apr. 2014) Those nine words perfectly describe my life.
I grew up in Memphis Tennessee. We never locked our doors. There were few limitations where we could play or ride bikes. Mom and Dad wanted to know where we were going, when we would return home and insisted meeting my friends. I am the second of four siblings. Many of my friends were also friends with my siblings. I have an older brother and younger brother and sister.
Music was a big part of my family. My dad loved to play the guitar and sang just like Johnny Cash. When my dad was younger, he recorded several records and played in many bands traveling around the country. My dad recalls several fond memories, one almost appearing on the Grand Ole Opry show. My Dad’s love for music was contagious. My brothers learned to play the... ... middle of paper ...

...iving in the city was an adjustment but one the boys enjoyed because we were closer to things and did not have to drive forever to get anywhere. My son’s loved music, and learned to play several instruments. Whenever my parents came to visit my dad would have jam sessions with them. The boys still enjoy playing music with my father. Whenever we get together, music is still a vital part of the gathering.
St. Louis, Missouri is home. The house I grew up in no longer exist. I know my father isn’t the smartest, richest or funniest person alive but he is my hero. I am the old person minus the drool and false teeth.

Change is a part of life. It is constant and inevitable. Time has changed me and although I could not change time, I have learned to embrace it and cherish the memories. It is the memories that bring joy, peace and serenity to my life.