Clock Redux: Time Passes

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It has been interesting to learn so much of the history of some of the places we saw in September 2006–our first, and thus far only trip to London not counting the two times we changed planes on the way to South Africa and never left the airport.  We departed Memphis on August 30, arriving London at 9 AM the following morning, and left for home on the morning of September 3.  All in all, we had roughly 2 afternoons for tourism site-seeing.

Although I posted on a few of the spots earlier in the year (January and February), along came March and COVID-19 and life was forever altered for all of us.  Though life and routine have changed, we cope and adjust, change what we can, and figure out how to deal with what we cannot.

Perhaps thinking about how long some of these buildings (and their clocks!) have been around, it gives us a chance for reflecting on perspectives–something I have had a lot of experience with since 2012 and my father’s diagnosis and descent into Alzheimer’s as Mother was losing her vision and hearing.  Just as I thought life might return to some semblance of ‘normality’ when Dad passed on November 2017 and Mother February 2019, along came March 2020 and  the fleeting sense of normal was no more.  I still count myself blessed and fortunate as time passes on minute after minute as it has always done even before we had clocks to mark time.



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12 Responses to Clock Redux: Time Passes

  1. peggyjoan42 says:

    Sorry for the loss of your mother and father. I lost my mother to Alzheimer’s in 2002, My brother (who I was caregiver for) to Alzheimer’s in 2015 and my sister to Alzheimer’s in 2016. Why I am still doing well and see no signs of dementia is hard to understand. There definitely is no sense of normal for this year of 2020. Every little thing that happens for the bad this year – my daughter and I blame on 2020. Will be glad when some normal returns.


  2. People pick up different things while reading the same words. My eyes were snagged when you mentioned flying from the Memphis airport. That was the airport I used the most, flying from NY to TN to visit my parents every year. Our paths have crossed, though probably never at the same time.


    • Suzassippi says:

      Never can tell, can we? When we lived in Texas, we often had to fly to Memphis to make connections to South Africa. It is the closest airport to us now. We love Tennessee and used to go to Memphis regularly, and often to Nashville and Knoxville. We love East Tennessee.


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