History Repeats?

 

     Lately, the weather has been lousy with cold, rain, sleet and snow so there has been a lot of time to think and reminisce, just let thoughts wander around in my idle mind. I got to thinking about different events of my life when suddenly it occurred to me that the events I'm living now I have lived before. It's somewhat of a scary thought but I wonder if history might be getting ready to repeat itself.

     I am the first born of five siblings, on mom's side I am the first born grandchild, on dad's side I am the first born grandson. On mom's side hierarchy was an unknown word, each grandchild was held with the same reverence as the other, there were no favorites but on dad's side it was a different story. I didn't know it at the time but I was the favorite, all of my free time was spent on the farm with granny and grandpa till I was about twelve, as much mischief as I got into I was never disciplined, I could do no wrong. 

     I loved both sets of my grandparents, the time I spent with them hold some of my most precious  memories. Up until I was about twelve, most of my free time (vacations) was spent with dad's parents with a few trips with mom's parents. If there was some discussion about sharing I was never told. When I was born in 1947, mom's parents were in there 40's while dad's parents were well into their 60's and this brings us to the point of this story.

     As I said in the beginning, I am the first born in my family, my son Danny (as I call him) is my first born and he has my first born grandchild Michaela or MJ for short.  When I was born grandpa Riggan was 66 years old, he passed away at the age of 79 when I was 13, when Danny was born Linda and I had been married for 13 years. When MJ was born I was 66 years old, two months ago she turned 13, in three months I will turn 79. See where this is going? Maybe this is a sign to play the numbers 13 and 79 in the lottery.

       I'm not saying I believe in omens but there does seem to be food for thought here if not for a need to be alarmed. Needless to say I will be on my P's and Q's this year, look over my shoulder a little more often and take notice when the hairs on my neck stand up. So the question is, will history repeat itself, is my demise around the corner, who knows but personally I am confident that I will be around for quite sometime yet, my joints creak and muscles are sore but I still get out of bed with a positive attitude and in my book attitude is everything.