Aches and pains

     He didn’t pay much mind to the aches and stiffness in his tired body, he knew it was coming decades ago. True some of his present condition was from hard work always taking on more than he should have. Why carry one log when with a little struggle he could manage three. In his younger days chopping down trees was good exercise, little did he know at the time swinging that ax would take its toll. He smiled as he remembered how he would carry his kids on his shoulders each taking turns until worn out with happiness he had to quit. So many hot summer days of tire swings into the pond doing flips and testing every muscle in your body but always time for just one more. Shoveling snow that had no end until your arms would surely come right out of the sockets, but you kept on because you promised the biggest snow fort on the planet. He never expected he would help carry six coffins in his lifetime the weight of sorrow almost too much to bear. He didn’t pay much mind to all his aches and pains because each one was a memory of the life he lived and the people he loved. "Yep," he said as he slowly got up from his chair knowing in the deepest part of his heart that he would do it all again if given a chance but that's not the way it works is it? "Nope," he said to himself as he flexed his bicep laughing out loud like any old man would. 

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