Two Body Types in the World / Wide and Wonderful
We are back from the beach and because I did so well I have been given some computer time. This won’t take long, however, because Tiger has decided to put his A game on display today and we don’t want to miss much of that. Back in the seventies when I was an impressionable young person a basic form of therapy was to sit around and talk about your feelings. I have noticed a lot of folks still do that but are able to do it on a grand scale now with their blogs and an audience that could be anywhere in the world.
Well could I maybe take a moment and discuss the feelings I get when sitting on a sandy beach with many other people in various states of undress? I am not sure this is going to fit very well in Notes about feeling Good as We Grow Older. Maybe, we will see. There’s a song my dear father-in-law sings called “I Don’t Look Good Naked Anymore”. Or something like that. And I am right there with him when he sings it. I don’t look good in a bathing suit anymore, either. The aging process hits me right between the eyes when I see a picture or look in the mirror. So going out to the beach is no picnic. And then I look around. And realize God! I have so much company. And some of it is really difficult to understand. Why would someone wear next to nothing if they were so overweight. Is there really a point where people just stop caring how they look? I don’t know. But I’m asking.
There was one young lady sitting in a group of older people who was great looking and that just made it worse. It just reminded me of how far in the opposite direction I had gone. Not that I ever looked like her. Because I was and still am a guy. But the human body whether guy or girl can be very amazing. And then this long decline sets in. So what do we do? We all head for the beach! I’m not even going to discuss the beaches where they get rid of all their clothes. It seems like there really is a point where some people stop caring what anybody thinks.
So after awhile I went in the water and it was cool and comforting to be there. Beth came in as well and we talked for a long time about anything that came to mind. The waves were pretty strong and they knocked most everyone around pretty good. We laughed about a few things and I felt much better. It suddenly didn’t seem important what I thought or anybody thought. We were all being carried along by the current, swimming and falling down. Perfect strangers dressed in very little were having fun in close proximity. The sun was warm. Hunger and pain, social isolation and degradation of all sorts were far away. Children were laughing and parents were laughing with them.
Maybe this is why people go to the beach. I looked at Beth and she smiled. She knows, I thought. She can read my mind. I don’t really have a body at all as far as she is concerned.
Which is really just as well. There are so many things we need to leave behind.
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