I don’t want to talk about it

Published 6:30am Sunday, April 14, 2013

By Dr. James Troglen
I just had a birthday last month. A significant birthday I might add. It was one of those landmark birthdays that make you stop and think and think hard … but I don’t want to talk about it.
Some of the thoughts I had were pleasant like when I first met my future wife, our wedding, the birth of our children, their weddings and the births of our grandkids. Some were not, such as the deaths of our grandparents, the death of my wife’s’ father, my Dad’s death and some other less joyful events … but I don’t want to talk about it.
I spent time recalling and writing down some of the good times we have had with the kids and grandkids. I came up with about five pages that included many Saturdays. But the list seemed so small in comparison to the length of years I have enjoyed … but I don’t want to talk about it.
I read in a magazine a few weeks ago the phrase “940 Saturdays.” Now, think about it “940 Saturdays.” Does that number or phrase mean anything at all to you? It didn’t with me until I read the accompanying paragraph.
“940 Saturdays” are the number of Saturdays between the birth of your child and the time he or she turns 18. Wow! It sounds like a large number until you think about it.
For instance I have been married 2,087 Saturdays, lived 3,125 Saturdays and been a pastor 1,931 Saturdays … but I don’t want to talk about it. You do the math, OK?
But the ones I can actually remember as noteworthy are much fewer. As hard as it seems I don’t have many Saturdays with my kids anymore. It is getting more difficult with my grandkids. They are changing so fast.
Hoyt, my only grandson, who is nearly nine years old, has differing interests and more friends. He tells me constantly I need to be careful at my age … I don’t want to talk about it.
His sisters, one set of twins, Alexis and Liberty are into painting fingernails and toenails colors that make me cringe and are little ladies not babies anymore.
Our other granddaughters, also twins, Asa and Adeline, are into Dabba Dabba (I sure hope that isn’t some terrorist organization) and play more on their own. Some day they won’t want to be with Poppa anymore and the thoughts of this is making me a basket case … but I don’t want to talk about it.
Suddenly I want to see them more than ever (did you hear that kids?) and make sure of those Saturdays NOW! I’m not getting any younger – boy that’s profound isn’t it? I’ve found I am spilling more Spaghetti O’s on my shirt and I have noticed hair growing out of my ears (gross!) … but I don’t want to talk about it.
I actually found myself napping in my recliner last week. I no longer think Grandpa Walton looks as old as he once did. I think Florence Henderson is HOT! Not as hot as my wife but still … I don’t want to talk about it.
I’m not old and I’m still vital and active. I still scuba dive to depths I don’t tell my wife about. I still like petting sharks in the Gulf of Mexico. I am going on an archaeological dig in May. I still love travel and carrying my grandkids in my arms.
But the truth is my and your Saturdays are numbered and slipping away. I think I did an OK job as a dad, but I want to tell my son, daughter, my daughter-in-law and son-in-law you only have 940 Saturdays, on the average, so don’t mess up. Use them, please use them!
By the way, how about letting me use them some as well! I’ve heard you repeat yourself a lot as you get older … but I don’t want to talk about it.

Dr. James Troglen is pastor of First Baptist Church of Wetumpka.

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