Simply have to share this one with you. Today I had a lovely comment from Midlife Jobhunter who said that she was going to show my post to her mother. Which she did. Her mother Old? Who? Me? then Hugely Kindly put a link on her post back to mine. Still with me?
Anyway, while I was over at her place, as it were, was looking down through her older posts, which are fab, by the way, and came to one about a group of old people, called Young at Heart, who sing.
These people Rock! They are pretty well all over 80 years old. They sing in public and people LOVE them. I absolutely INSIST that you take a look at one of their songs.
A little intro is needed here.
Recently, a fair amount of people I know, or know of, have died. And it rattles one's cage somewhat.
Firstly, it's damned sad. And secondly, it's damned frightening. People of my age. Younger. So sad and so sudden.
And then older people. Leaving behind a darling wife or husband. Children. Family. Friends.
What with being nearly fifty (August, shall I have a Blog Party?!) and what with all these people dying, have felt pretty shook up.
Until I saw this.
The man singing this is on oxygen. His friend had died the day before, the one he was going to sing this particular song with.
Please listen to it.
No longer do I need to be scared of dying, or death. All that bollocks that we have to go through simply because we are what we are. Mortal.
Simply not going to get my knickers in a knot anymore.
Because the human spirit is Extraordinary. Blinding. Glorious.
Look at that old man. Isn't he just the the Best?