Resilience

I need a good dose of resilience. The worst battles are never really physical.

Age is catching up with me. I never thought I would be worried about blood pressure and hot flashes.

In moments like this, the little crack in whatever resilience I have will let happy memories of simple days past slip in. The fading echoes of good old days with kakis, silly jokes and common battles that were won hand-in-hand and side-by-side, sound far, yet not too far. The choice of going back there beckons.

I play with the idea.

But that, is probably just the escapist in me trying to back away from the here and now.

Like I said, I need some resilience.