Time Marches OnPosted by Debbie on Sunday, November 22, 2009 01:04 pmThanksgiving is almost upon us again. Another year passes, another year comes. I am feeling rather nostalgic. I think of all the Thanksgivings of my youth, all the people in my life that are no longer with us, and I feel sad. Each person is like a thread in the tapestry of our lives. As people pass away, it's as if a thread is removed. Pretty soon, what was once lush and vibrant in color and image, becomes thread bare and dull, even tattered. True, you meet more people along the way and threads are added to the tapestry, but that only serves to change the pattern. It is said that every cell in the human body is replaced in the span of 7 years. Does that make us a whole new person? Do the people we meet, the places we go, the things we do change us like the cells being renewed? I don't know. I feel like the same person. I'm much more threadbare. The fabric doesn't hold its shape as well, the colors and hues have become faded and somewhat mottled. But the tapestry is still recognizable as me. No comments posted yet. Add a comment |