It's Just My Time, Forrest
In a bedroom in his childhood home, an adult Forrest Gump (Tom Hanks) finds his
mother (Sally Field) lying in bed dying. “What’s the matter Mama?” Forrest asks
with genuine concern. She answers with practicality and stoicism, “It’s just my
time, Forrest, it’s just my time!” We all have an appointment with our last breath
and Forrest’s mama knows it is her time.
Any senior will tell you life is short. Our time seems to come quickly, as if life is an
express train reaching its destination in too hurriedly of a manner. Many advise us
to appreciate the journey with all its twists and curves, for the destination can be
abrupt and final.
We are but mind and body and for us to enjoy the trip, to ply our soul on the
tracks of time, we must be physically and mentally invested in the journey. The
voyage does not stop when we become seniors. We do not stop looking out the
train’s window as the present becomes the past; we do not stop interacting with
family and friends; we do not stop experiencing, learning, and growing; we do not
stop engaging in life.
The train ride confers so many gifts and joys, but also takes its toll in so many
dramatic ways. Our bodies’ age and falter-- a certain frailty is bequeathed to the
aged just as a dynamic energy is bestowed upon the young. Our minds are not as
quick-- they wander in thought or follow a quixotic course. But we are also
blessed with the ability, even in age, to grow both in mind and body. Even as the
train nears its final destination, we can still navigate our trip and control our
speed and direction. We have the absolute power to remain strong and sharp.
Absent a debilitating disease or injury, our body and mind will respond to the
stress of exercise. Our muscles can become stronger; our minds more adept; our
coordination, reflexes and speed efficient and meaningful. The activities of daily
living can be managed with the confidence of a youth gone by and the experience
of an age yet to come. What a wonderful combination. What a wonderful train
Our destination is right outside the train’s window; it is up ahead, right around
the next curve; the whistle blows and reminds us that time is forging our future.
But of what span and duration—only time will tell.
"It’s just my time, Forrest!" So let us make it a good time; let us make it an invested
time; let us make it a healthy time. Keep your body and mind sharp and
appreciate the journey!
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Submitted by Richard Portugal, Fitness Senior Style, LLC