Reflections

But, it’s not just the exhaustion of a long day that betrays my age. Aging is beginning to show up in other places. I used to be able to eat anything I wanted without gaining weight–not true anymore! Then there are the aches and pains that follow manual labor around the house. And my eyes? Well, I’m wearing bifocal contacts now and struggling with those.

Today, I learned the hard way that in Colorado (at least where we live) it’s advisable to route your plumbing through the interior of the home and not inside the walls that are exposed to the outside–especially walls that face N or W.  Someone must have forgotten to tell the old owners that.  Luckily, the water was fine throughout the rest of the house making it a bit easier to track down the issue.  After taking in the situation, I decided to cut the back of the kitchen cabinet and sheetrock exposing the pipes.

Do you agree? Is this truly the land of the free? I agree that hard work and dedication tend to pay off. Notwithstanding, this issue of freedom strikes a chord with me. Firstly, as demonstrated by the following poem entitled “Our Flag” (which I read in my daughters 4th grade poetry book), our freedom came with a price, should not be taken lightly, and must be protected.