Stop right there! I gotta know right now....
Stop, in the name of love...
I can't stop loving you...... Don't stop thinking about tomorrow.. STOP!
Stop, drop and roll...... 4 way stop... I'm not gonna tell you to stop again!... Stop by.. Stop short.. . Stop payment.. The buck stops here (setup your deer stand).. Stop the clock... Stop at nothing.......
There's the old wives' tale of the cop who pulled the guy over... "Do you know why I pulled you over?" No sir.. "Because you didn't stop at that stop sign." Eh, there was no traffic coming... stop, slow down, what's the difference... So......... the officer pulls the guy outta the car, starts beating the heck outta him with his nightstick... finally says, "Now, you want me to stop or slow down?"
I'm fascinated with the word stop. Stop and smell the roses. Uh oh, I'd better stop spending. That lady (or man, Victor, you misogynist) will NOT stop talking...
It's time we stop, hey, what's that sound? Everybody look what's going down.....
TAYLOR! DON'T STOP NOW! We sucked against the Broncos.. Kommen Sie nach Deutschland, wir brauchen Sie (Come to Germany, we need you!)
Stops are strangely associated with endings or beginnings
Story uno: She left him. His life basically stopped. He started drinking. He never ever went anywhere....
Story dos: He tired of his drinking so he finally stopped. He, once again, found life invigorating. He started socializing, in a good way. He'd have never found, met her, if he hadn't stopped drinking.
Change. Change in life can/does stop much. Life rolls along mostly nicely.. Stuff happens. Chapter 7. Relocation. Illness. Affliction. Divorce. New Inlaws. Ex Inlaws. Sometimes even death. Life don't come with no 'structions. We all react differently to 'never ever again.' The 4 way stop in life with no GPS.
You've seen, I've seen, reaction therein. a) Gives up. b) Sucks it up, grows, learns, makes the best of it.
That's Uncle Joe he's a movin' kinda slow at the Junction. Junctions are stops. It's ok for us to ask for help. It's ok to at least offer help for others we see at the junction. Aging = gained appreciation. Empty chairs one day happen, so don't stop, keep fillin' em.
To me, there is beauty, wonder in aging. Yes, for sure it slows us down - but too, it gives us cause to stop, reflect, remember, even consider new ways, things to do. We understand what 'speed bumps' and 'potholes' of life can do to our (under)bodies, so we avoid them, go around them. Our choice. We see a child at play, we stop for a moment, enjoy, reflect. Life seems to make a turn from "hurry, we gotta", to "wait, let's just enjoy the ride." Stop, don't turn on the freeway ramp, let's go the long way, it's ok, we're in no great hurry, and the trees are remarkable this time of year.
Life is not really a book, it's a library, a variety of reactions. I've seen buddies think "it's over, life, is over" - then, find someone, happier than ever. In recent years, I've seen, heard of many who "Yeah, we dated (or were friends) long ago.. " At the golf course where I work, I witness many widows. They haven't stopped life. They're fine tuning it, albeit alone, at least in that respect.
You there. Yeah you. Those of you who gathered as two back when "the first time ever I saw your face".. "I think I love you".. 'You are the sunshine of my life"... "Everything is beautiful"... Bless you. Keep on keepin' on.
And you over there. Yeah you. I've watched you. You had a HEAP BIG STOP in your life. I'm proud of you. You didn't pull over, 'park the car'. Ya kept going. I've seenya. Seenya volunteering at the charitable Thrift Store. On the pickleball courts. At church. At breakfast with fellow old farts at the Piggly Wiggly. Laughing, enjoying.
If you wake up and don't want to smile
If it takes just a little while
Open your eyes and look at the day
You'll see things in a different way
Don't stop thinking about tomorrow
Don't stop, it'll soon be there
It'll be, better than before
Yesterday's gone, yesterday's gone.
Why not think about times to come?
And not about the things that you've done
If your life was bad to you
Just think what tomorrow will do.
The Beatles wrote, sang, yesterday all my troubles seemed so far away, now it looks as though they're here to stay. NOPE. STOP. WAIT JUSTA GOL DURN MOMENT. Halt. Supress. Snuff. Impede. Cease. Scuttle.
But Liza, that there hole. .......... Then fix it dear Henry, dear Henry, dear Henry..
Bumps in the road no matta' what we drive. Go around 'em. Go slow over 'em. Yeah, they may give us a baby jolt, but we got this, you and me.
As whatshisname told Gomer Pyle.. MOVE IT MOVE IT MOVE IT. If you don't move (stop), you die.
Don't stop thinking about tomorrow. (And tonight! Fill the bags of them goblins and witches that stop by!)
Love, Victurd
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