But now the days are short,
I'm in the autumn of my years
And I think of my life as vintage wine
From fine old kegs
From the brim to the dregs
It poured sweet and clear
It was a very good year
This has been the year that I turned 75. I'm in the "autumn of my years," and when I reminisce it's not just about the last 12 months. The knowledge that I could keel over at any moment prompts almost a daily summing up. Did I do OK?
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sexpats in Pattaya and number two was about the death of President Kennedy, the first reality TV show. A post on the debate between religious and secular Buddhists comes in third and, surprisingly, the fourth most popular post was about my gay Uncle Ted. At number 5 is a sympathetic post on the ethics of internet piracy. For the most part I'm proud of my 559 posts (this being the 560th). Sometimes I think about collecting the best bits for publication in a digital or paper book, but the challenge at this late stage feels overwhelming. I suppose the posts will remain until the electrical power fails in some future climatological catastrophe.
The general thrust of most of my blog posts since moving permanently to Thailand has been: I'm happy. After my first year in Bangkok a friend dubbed me "Expat Rookie of the Year." That made me exceptionally proud! Little about my new life has disappointed me. I wrote once that my biggest upset was caused by the typically slow stroll of Thais on the sidewalk. Not in a straight line either! But such frustrations aside, leaving the U.S. and coming to this tropical land was the perfect solution to the slow death by boredom I was experiencing after divorce and retirement. For most of my life I've felt there must be more to it than I was experiencing. But it was only after I came here, began teaching English to monks and met my lovely Nan, that I have felt that, finally, there is enough.
It's here that this past year and my long life come together. Both are "very good." Aside from my life with Nan, my teaching monks, and the Epicurean pleasures of daily life in the tropics, even the current political situation in Thailand is a plus. No reality TV show could be more exciting. The military coup of last May and its ramifications, the daily headlines hinting at mysteries and improbabilities beyond the ken of mere mortals, and the undoubtably exciting prospects for momentous change in that not too distant future make for a delectable social media stew. I put in a good three hours on the computer every morning keeping track of it all. I really hope I don't keel over tomorrow. Life now is just too much fun!