It threw me instantly back into the 1940's and 50's and into my Granny Anderson's kitchen where we always had a small water bucket sitting by the kitchen door with a water dipper in it.
Today every which way we turn we see
The water came from an old well just outside the kitchen door so it was always fresh and cold but we didn't keep it in the frig, because back in those days, people were not such wimps that had to be pampered around the clock like most people are today.
There was no ice maker on our frig. There were no coca cola's in the frig or iced tea. It was iced tea that was the treat back in those days but just plain old water out of the well was the norm.
Our oldest son who I've talked about in recent months because of the horrific blood pressure problem just told me last night he had gotten so frustrated with his spiking blood pressure in spite of so many BP pills a day that he finally gave up all soft drinks and that's when the BP went back to normal. SO maybe we were smarter than we realized back in the good old days. I know you never heard of anyone on 14 medications a day that they expected to stay on for life ... like is so common today.
So we all know what our days are like now and the rat race most of us live in ... but what was an average day like back in the late 1940's and 50's?
Well if you were a child with any imagination at all...and back then we all had big and creative imaginations... it was full of wonder and magic in every nook and cranny. And it was nothing like the lives kids live today with their fancy electronic gadgets and name brand clothes. NO WAY!!! It was TONS better than kids have it today!
Our days were filled with making mud pies and watching ants work their colonies and laying on the grass and watching the clouds and trying to figure out what some of the clouds looked like. You could always find something magical in the clouds that would make you go "WOW!!! THAT cloud looks like a ......"
And we'd play cowboys and Indians and jungle and army in granny's huge cornfield in the back yard and then there were the old sheds to play in and the chickens to catch and play with. And if we felt really investigative we could always find an old crawdad hole to fish in for a spell. We'd have daddy fix us a make shift fishing pole out of twine and a make shift hook and old stick that was just right for our size and we were busy for hours when he'd do that.
And in granny's back yard full of many gardens of her own ... we'd have paths and some that almost seemed secretive because of morning glory vines that canopied over the path and oh my how we loved running through those paths. And we had an alley...YES!!! By doggies we DID!!! WE HAD AN ALLEY!!! And we'd get out there and play in the alley with the kids that lived 'across' the alley and we'd usually have them go ask their mom if they could come into our yard to play. YUP, back in those days, moms kept close tabs on what their kids were doing and even if we just went next door ... we had to ask.
Back in the days of my childhood ... we just had rain showers and very mild storms. It was nothing like the storms of today. And when we'd have rain showers we'd run outside and dance around in the rain and hold our arms out and twirl around and look to the dark clouds with our mouths open and let it rain in our mouths ... oh my ... those were the days. Especially if you were a child in the body of an already old soul that loved simple things and simple ways.
It's like I told the old man that came through my line in Hobby Lobby that day years ago that was fussing as his wife over a 33 cent package of buttons ... and I was trying to make him remember that he wouldn't have been fussing at her 63 years ago over 33 cents and I asked him to look deep into her eyes and he'd see the young girl he fell in love with so very long ago.
Well, that goes for all baby boomers and older folks. Most of us are blessed to be able to age in number of years, but there's still that little boy or girl down deep inside most of us who would still love to play jungle or cowboys and Indians or make mud pies ... or watch ants work their hills.
We'd still love to have someone look into our eyes and brush our hair back off our face and kiss our forehead and make us feel like all is well with the whole wide world.
I think marriage counselors would be wise to take their troubled couples and put them in a quiet room with dim lighting and tell them to say absolutely nothing to each other but to just look at the face and into the eyes of their spouse until the counselor came back to the room and told them otherwise. And to think back while doing that ... about how things were when they were young and love was new.
I heart Pat Boone say in an interview once that he and his wife were having marital problems and he felt life was dull and it was Shirley's fault and he was about to divorce her. So the counselor said "Pat, I'm going to leave you in this room for 5 minutes and I'm turning off the light. It's going to be pitch dark! And I want you to sit here and picture your early years with Shirley for about 2 minutes ... the happy times, the times of fun and laughter, the times of truly warm intimacy ... THEN I want you to imagine to yourself that Shirley has just passed away and you're walking back into your home after the service and there's no Shirley ... but still 'Shirley is every where you look! She's in the décor of your home, she's in your frig and your cabinets, you feel you can almost see her walking to greet you and sense her every where you look because she's always been such a huge part of your home and your life. Let yourself feel the true sadness and desperation of such a time ... THEN I'll come back in and we'll talk." Pat said the counselor turned off the light and left the room and Pat said he did just what the counselor told him ... when he came back in and turned on the light, Pat said "Dr Franks, I don't need to talk any longer ... I'm going home to my wife and thank you for the vision you gave me today" Pat SAID they had been on their 2nd honeymoon since that day. But that interview was 25 years ago so I'm sure things have slowed down by now :8) but STILL ... we get so wrapped up in "me, myself and I" we often forget we are a "WE" and while we sure don't want to lose ourselves in a relationship we DO NEED TO REMEMBER there are 2 IN that relationship.
And it takes 2 to make a marriage work and it takes 2 to make it fail....
WELL WHERE DID THAT come from??? WHAT does THAT have to do with a WATER dipper :8)....This started out as a nostalgic story and ended up a God blog ... I guess someone needed to read the last part so God wanted to send a message through me...because the words were coming to me almost faster than I could type.
Peace and love from the canyon ... I love you all gobs and thanks SO MUCH for stopping by!
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