Welcome to the Club - Volume 1, Issue 1

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The pastor would appreciate
it if the ladies of the
Congregation would lend
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for the pancake breakfast
next Sunday.
Low Self Esteem Support
Group will meet
Thursday at 7 PM.
Please use the back door.
The eighth-graders will be
presenting Shakespeare's
Hamlet in the Church
basement Friday at 7 PM.
The congregation is invited
to attend this tragedy.
Weight Watchers will meet
at 7 PM at the
First Presbyterian Church.
Please use large double door
at the side entrance.
The Associate Minister
unveiled the church's new
campaign slogan last Sunday:
'I Upped My Pledge -
Up Yours’.
By Betty Popelier, Oil Springs from Daytripping March-April 2018
The years have gone by far too quickly
and according to the calendar I have
grown old. I don’t feel old, but I know
it must be so. My boobs are starting to
get pretty friendly with my stomach.
The skin on my underarms is looking
like a bag of prunes and I am forced to
acknowledge the growing number of
aches and pains throughout my body. But
what is most noticeable is the reflection
of a face that peers back at me when I
look into the mirror— unbelievably it’s
me. When did my pink, smooth, delicate
skin disappear only to be replaced by
a pasty white face, filled with so many
lines, creases and wrinkles? Where did
they come from? I want them to go away.
I want my old face young again.
But wait a minute, do I really?
If I still had my youthful, clear face, it
would mean that I have not laughed.
There are several creases on each
corner of my mouth. One or two a
result of happy smiles on the day of
my wedding; naive and unafraid, I
climbed aboard the roller coaster called
marriage, and 53 years later, what a
wild ride it has been!
At least three formed from
expressions of pure joy on the days each
of my children were born. I remember
all the laughter and fun experienced
during many of our camping trips
and vacations. Surely a few must
have appeared signifying the love and
tenderness felt while cuddling and
playing with all my grandchildren. Many
could be the result of chuckling and
gaiety enjoyed during family gatherings
and weddings.
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The Wrinkles On My Face
So, no, I think I’d like those creases
to stay.
What about those lines caused from
worry? They may not be as wonderful but
are nonetheless a part of me.
Those on my forehead and around my
eyes; maybe a few express the anxiety
felt during my initial job interview. Did
they like me? Were all the questions
asked, answered to their satisfaction?
The nervousness upon being hired—
could I actually do the job?
There’s at least another three resulting
from anxious feelings as I waited for each
of my children to finish their first day of
school. “Did mommy make it through
the day?” the bus driver asked. I think
those first days were much more difficult
for me than for them. Some could
have originated from many sleepless
nights when these same youngsters
became teenagers. I would mark time
impatiently late into the night, pacing the
floor, imaging all the horrible things that
could have happened, at the same time
attempting to convince myself they
were fine. I cannot describe the
relief felt when the key finally
turned in the lock,
ensuring their safe
arrival.
The loss of
weight and stress
before and after
my heart operation
and difficulties
since, surely had an
impact, and a few
could have been
caused from listening
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to heartbreaking family stories of loves
and marriages lost.
Somehow despite the worry, those
lines don’t seem to bother me now.
It would mean that I have not cried. If
all my wrinkles were to fade away, would
I want to lose the memories of all those
tears?
There were moments of great
sadness as tears formed rivulets down
my cheeks leaving marks not only on
my face but in my heart as well. The
first could have appeared during a brief
breakup with my first—and only—love.
More grew from anguish and sorrow
suffered while attending funerals for my
endearing grandparents, loving parents,
close relatives and friends. Surely a few
originated from the devastation felt
after a fire nearly destroyed our home.
Each one is a visible reminder of
grief-stricken and precious moments,
ones that should never be forgotten. As
I gently touch and retrace all of those
now familiar etchings, I realize there is
a meaning and story concealed behind
each and every one.
So I will rethink my original thoughts
about that lined, creased and wrinkled
mirror image.
As I take another peek, I
feel somewhat comforted by
the reflection of the woman
looking back at me. True, she
has aged, but now appears
stronger, and wiser. My face
tells me I have laughed
and cried, experienced
joy and sorrow, rejoiced
in moments of great
pleasure and survived
those of despair.
My old face tells me
that I have lived.
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