tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6550315839527219940.post4291074729882223998..comments2023-10-11T02:43:45.437-07:00Comments on CASAMURPHY: GatewayLaynehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11202742050661813668noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6550315839527219940.post-59785728938268249272013-01-05T11:25:15.824-08:002013-01-05T11:25:15.824-08:00I heard on NPR (on the way, fittingly, back from g...I heard on NPR (on the way, fittingly, back from getting my new trifocals) that people will change much more in ten years than they think they have in the past ten. We all assume that how we are now is how we will be, once we've "matured." I still feel like I have not grown up yet, and that others know what I don't about life. (My dad at ninety confided he felt this way too, but he combined a jolly exterior with a gruff interior, or vice versa, and opined I was always "older" as in grumpier than him.) <br /><br />I find it noteworthy that this is not the case, unsettling as this may seem. Seeing the changes in our children and ourselves and those we've known a greater share (as we age) of our lives makes us realize how getting stuck (in snow, in ruts, in conversation at the dinner table) prevents us from the open road, the sense of anticipation, and the fun of creating habitual stops and rituals on the road to places that matter to us. Thanks for creating a convivial and culinary atmosphere 6000 miles high where finally Spuds got to see snow--and I reckon even his elder brother saw more winter wonderland than he lets on, given his worldly-wise airs. I think we've been up that mountain a half-dozen times now, but this is the first time weather cooperated. xxx meJohn L. Murphy / "Fionnchú"https://www.blogger.com/profile/16616876266772470719noreply@blogger.com