Reflections

Posted on May 17, 2014 by pensitivity101

I heard a blast from the past on the radio this morning.
It was unusual, as for the past six weeks we have listened to very little in the way of music, especially having packed all the CDs and cassette tapes away. The radio is playing monotonous and repetitive garbage, which in itself, as the cassettes, is a sign of my age I suppose.

The year was 1969, and I was a teenager.
When I helped my Mum out during the holidays, I’d split my wages three ways (Mum, Savings and Mad Money) so as I wasn’t mad on clothes or make-up, my spare dosh was mostly spent on records.
I was surprised that after 45 years, I could still remember all of the words and sang along to this favourite from yesteryear.
There have indeed been changes in my life and I reflect on them often. I’m a firm believer that the Past makes us what we are Today.
I have met people, often troubled, and tried my best to be supportive and lend a listening ear to ease their load.
I’ve had my own sorrows too.  I’ve cried in despair and at one stage the future looked empty and bleak. I just wanted to go back to the comfort of Home.
Then I made changes, rearranged my life, rebuilt it and moved away from those unhappy surroundings.
The World is indeed a Bad Place and for many, a terrible place to live, but they carry on.

At 13,  it was just a record I played over and over because I liked it.
In 2014,  it generated a reflective reminder of how some things came to pass.

ROML marmalade“Reflections Of My Life”  written by Campbell, William / Mc Aleese, Thomas.
Recorded by Marmalade.
Copyright respected.

The changing of sunlight to moonlight
Reflections of my life, oh how they fill my eyes
The greetings of people in trouble
Reflections of my life, oh how they fill my eyes

All my sorrow, sad tomorrow
Take me back to my old home
All my cryin’, feel I’m dyin’, dyin’
Take me back, to my old home

I’m changin’, arrangin’, I’m changin’
I’m changin’ everything, ah everything around me
The world is a bad place, a bad place
A terrible place to live, oh but I don’t wanna die

All my sorrow, sad tomorrow
Take me back to my old home
All my cryin’, feel I’m dyin’, dyin’
Take me back, to my old home

About pensitivity101

I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination and wacky sense of humour which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and am a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes! In November 2020, we lost our beloved Maggie who adopted us as a 7 week old pup in March 2005. We decided to have a photo put on canvas as we had for her predecessor Barney. We now have three pictures of our fur babies on the wall as we found a snapshot of Kizzy, my GSD when Hubby and I first met so had hers done too. On February 24th 2022 we were blessed to find Maya, a 13 week old GSD pup who has made her own place in our hearts. You can follow our training methods, photos and her growth in my blog posts. From 2014 to 2017 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat where we made strong friendships both on and off the water. We were close to nature enjoying swan and duck families for neighbours, and it was a fascinating chapter in our lives. We now reside in a small bungalow on the Lincolnshire coast where we have forged new friendships and interests.
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