FEB 9, 24 .. ON THE ROAD TO PHOENIX, ARIZONA..

TODAY, Yes TODAY, God Willing And The Creek Don’t Rise, Patti and I are driving to Phoenix, Arizona, for a week of various Mayo Clinic Appointments.

I have to say that each and every trip seems to get just a tad more difficult to “Get Excited About”, not to mention the effort required to get out of the door and on the road!

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So the below message seems to be VERY apropos. 

A PRAYER FOR GROWING OLD GRACEFULLY

Lord . . . Thou knowest better than I myself that I am growing older and will someday be old.

Keep me Oh Lord from the fatal habit of thinking I must say something on every subject at every occasion.

Release me Lord from the craving to straighten out everybody’s affairs.  Make me thoughtful but not moody, helpful but not bossy.  With my vast store of wisdom, it seems a pity not to use it all, but Thou knowest Lord, that I want a few friends at the end.

Keep my mind free from the recital of endless details; give me wings to get to the point.  Seal my lips on my aches and pains; they are increasing and my love of rehearsing them is becoming sweeter as the years go by.

I dare not ask for improved memory, but I do ask for a growing humility, and a lessening cocksureness when my memory seems to clash with the memories of all about me.  Teach me the glorious lesson that occasionally I may be mistaken.

Keep me reasonably sweet, for a sour old person is one of the crowning works of the devil.  Give me the ability to see good things in unexpected places and talents in unexpected people, and give me Oh Lord, the grace to tell them so.

AMEN

Patti asked me where I got the above prayer. I do not know. I think that one of our friends sent it with their 2023 Christmas Card. IF it was YOU, please tell me so I can give YOU credit for it. A great piece of writing!

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I know!! Yes you’ve seen the below message once before but it is apropos here also.

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Phoenix, The Mayo Clinic, lots of meetings we really, REALLY, enjoy with friends who date back to 2016 with us..

HERE WE COME!

Cap and Patti

To quote Rodney Dangerfield .. “I don’t get no respect!”

When I attempt to tell (especially my Mayo Clinic Doctors) friends that I don’t feel as good as I look and talk, they don’t hear me. My Mayo Clinic Doctors all say, “Cap when, IF I even live to be age 87, I hope I am doing half as good as you are!” See it’s all in my self-image. These Doctors see a LOT of senior citizens and they KNOW what they are talking about. My own self-expectations are faulty. 

Lord how did I get off on the above “Detour”?

At this instant, 9:57pm Thursday evening, as I get ready to press Publish, I have a 50-50 chance of being in bed by 11pm. This would be a modern day miracle for yours truly.

I just gave myself an “Atta Boy Captain” under Categories. I don’t know of one other senor octogenarian that I want to “Trade Places With”! Most of them look and act like “Older Folks”. 

4 thoughts on “FEB 9, 24 .. ON THE ROAD TO PHOENIX, ARIZONA..

  1. Michael

    Bon Voyage, mis amigos! Vaya con Dios! Have a safe and pleasant adventure! Another few pages (or perhaps new chapter) are forever being written! Enjoy your time there with our sober family and I suspect you will, also brighten up all of your Mayo teams, nurses and doctors alike! Enjoy SuperBowl Sunday! May the best team win!!
    Love you,
    Michael and Little Bit

    1. Cap Chastain Post author

      Well Michael IT TRULY WAS A BON VOYAGE. Translation : We got from Lake Havasu City to our Motel 6 in Phoenix, 222 miles of driving, 3 and a half hours and arrived safe and sound. Now to write a Post. Smiles and Joy to you and Little Bit. Cap

  2. Kathleen Brady

    I love that poem. Many gems in there. I, too suffer from the pain of my expectations. One of my (many) favorite pages in the Big Book talks about how our serenity is inversely proportional to our expectations. Another page says “Thy will, not mine, be done.” The Third Step prayer asks for relief from the bondage of self. To me, the bondage of self comes from the expectations. I need to concentrate on those three things because lately, I am far too frustrated with this body of mine not being able to do what I want. “Thy will, not MINE, be done.” Acceptance is the answer (from another favorite page. Hip Hip Hooray on the successful acquisition of your favorite room and the record travel time.

    1. Cap Chastain Post author

      Here is a good one Kathleen : Expectations are resentments waiting to happen! They begin with our own expectations of ourselves and seldom do we seem to live up to them according to our own minds. Then come our expectations of others. Yes we are pleased to be in our favorite room. Smiles Kathleen. Patti and Cap

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