It’s been quite a while since I posted anything here at Sixty Something Now, and I just felt like writing. So, here it is.
Today I experienced something while driving back from an appointment. On a two lane road a few miles from where we live, in a semi-rural area, there is what looks like a stable for horses and a large area around it for the horses to wander, fenced in along the road. (Can you tell I’m a city person… I am at a loss for words to describe this.
What caught my eye, while approaching this was the sight of a woman, older I think, dressed in worn jeans, plaid shirt and probably farm boots of some kind. She seemed to be tying a line to the fence.
As I drove by and looked at her for (less than) a minute, it struck me that she has her own set of issues to deal with about her life and her job. Perhaps she is the owner of this business. Perhaps she only works there. Does she ever use a computer? How much of her time does she work there?
I cannot describe why I was curious about her and why I even thought about our differences.
Have you ever wondered what your life would be like if you were born to a different family? Have you ever wondered how your life would look if you made different life choices about your life at a younger age?
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