Yesterday When I Was Young ….

Yesterday when I was young
The taste of life was sweet like rain upon my tongue,
I teased at life as if it were a foolish game
The way an evening breeze would tease a candle flame,
The thousand dreams I dreamed, the splendid things I planned

I have just been listening to the local radio and they have played Charles Aznavour singing  “Yesterday when I was young”.  Charles Aznavour has always been a favorite and I am happy to listen to him at any time, so I started thinking about when I was young.

Aznavour in Cannes

Aznavour via Wikipedia

The words of this song don’t really apply to me; in fact, I think when he wrote this song he must have been feeling his age and counting all the things he had missed.  See what you think by listening here.

As I have said before, I don’t think I have missed out on anything in my long life, and I have plenty of happy, happy memories.  So I prefer to listen to Dean Martin who sung  Memories are made of this in 1945 and it just keeps keeping on.

But Aznavour plays a large part in my memories.  I remember seeing him first at The Royal Albert Hall in London in 1967.  This was a particular birthday treat for me.  Then in the 70s we saw him in Paris.  Lovely memories of a fantastic singer.

The Royal Albert Hall, London.

Image via Wikipedia

So –  Yesterday When I Was Young I married my handsome young Scotsman, and after a few years had my first child, a daughter

Cate with Nana

Proud Nana with first grandchild

Two years later I had a son.  So now two children to love.

Cate and David

Big sister and her brother

The taste of life was sweet like rain upon my tongueI was a very contented young mother, loving watching them grow and learn.

Children feed goat

Spain 1967

The thousand dreams I dreamed, the splendid things I planned – we moved from Scotland to New Zealand and then to Montreal.  My dreams came true.  My children thrived wherever we dropped them (figuratively of course).

Yesterday the moon was blue and every crazy day brought something new to do. We decided to move back to New Zealand to live life on the beach

Beach scene

Takapuna Beach

but it didn’t last for long as we moved south to Wellington.

every crazy day brought something new to donew city, new home, new friends. Everybody settled in and we loved our life here.

Then children moved on.  They left home and made their own way in the world. They both married and subsequently had their own children.

Grandsons

Family dynamics changed.  And so much pain my dazzled eyes refused to see.  Mother died followed shortly thereafter by my dashing (now not-so) young Scotsman and life moved on.

With Mother shortly before she died

And then some years later  my darling, energetic, supportive 95-year-old father died.  Didn’t see him often as we lived a world apart, but he was always there for his daughters.

Yesterday the moon was blueand I have so many lovely memories of family and friends around the world.  There are only a couple of changes I might make, but one cannot bring back those who have passed on.  So The thousand dreams I dreamed, the splendid things I plannedare being replaced by new dreams and plans as I now move into a new phase of my life alone but never lonely.


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15 responses to “Yesterday When I Was Young ….

  1. Christine in Los Angeles

    A lovely, lovely post, and precious memories.
    Love you much, Middle Sister.
    God bless.

  2. Thank you big sister. I loved writing this one. Thanks for your comment. Love you too.

  3. Beautiful post!

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  14. Hi Judith, What a wonderful, uplifting post. I am honored to have shared in your life a bit through your lovely narrative. It is hard to move on after death especially of our loved ones, and especially our spouses. Yet, it is what we owe them, our children and ourselves. Hugs from around the world to you!

    • Thank you Lori. And my life changed yet again 4 years ago when I reconnected with a man I’d known many years earlier. For the next two years we had a magic carpet ride and then fate took over once again. He died and so my life changed again. But it’s still a good life with few complaints. Hugs to you from this little corner of the world

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