He would be 68 years old today.
I miss what might have been. Would he still be singing? Or would he have concentrated on exploring his talents as an artist or a writer more fully?
I miss his candor and his creative fearlessness. He would not be one of those artists who believes in keeping his world view to himself so as not to polarize his audience. John seemed to be determined to make you declare whether you were with him or against him.
I miss seeing what he'd be like at 68. Would he be a vibrant example of "60 is the new 50," with an active, healthy lifestyle? Or would all the smoking and drinking and drugs have taken their toll? Would his turbulent soul have quieted a bit so he could enjoy this time of his life surrounded by cats and kids and other loved ones? (I hope so.)
I'm going to listen to my favorite solo Lennon song, "Watching the Wheels." If you're a fan, what song would you like to remember him with?
These are the thoughts and observations of me — a woman of a certain age. (Oh, my, God, I'm 65!) I'm single. I'm successful enough (independent, self supporting). I live just outside Chicago, the best city in the world. I'm an aunt and a friend. I feel that voices like mine are rather underrepresented online or in print. So here I am. If my musings resonate with you, please visit my blog again sometime.
I still love Imagine.
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