These Times In Which We Live

“I’m an Old Soul.”

You’ve heard someone say that. Maybe you’ve said it yourself. But the reality is, you love your technology- your Instawhatever, your book of faces, your refrigerator that can sing to you, your oven with a computer for a face, and the ability to watch your dog on your phone at playschool while you’re supposed to be hammering away on your office computer. And it’s okay.

These times in which we live are strange. We have some really distinct generations trying to make a go of it all here together, with different ideas and different methods due to our different brains. Baby Boomers, Generation X, Generation Y, and the latest and greatest addition to this club… Xennials… are all battling for space, for power, for influence, for visibility.

One thing that most of us seem to crave, though, is a connection to our past. Most people alive today have an intense sense of nostalgia for their particular days-gone-by… and, interestingly, the nostalgia waxes the same, regardless of generation. Your grandma had jars of home-canned yummies that could have lasted through a nuclear winter. Your great aunt knew how to make her own clothes and, at one time in her life, did so out of flour sacks. Your mom knew how to make pie crust and pastry and noodles (oh my!) from scratch, with no recipe, and no fancy kitchen gadgets. Your grandpa used wooden Velveeta boxes to organize his nuts and bolts and screws in his extraordinarily organized garage, where soapbox derby cars, rolling carts, wall shelves, and other moments of ingenuity were born. These people were creative, resourceful, skilled, and knowledgeable. Somehow, we didn’t learn from them. Let’s correct that.

Let’s keep the fancy that we love in our daily lives. Let’s make sure we know that our puppy is getting all the belly rubs he could need— but let’s re-learn how to make dinner from scratch (which means NOT OUT OF A BOX). Let’s grow a garden (I’ll help you- you can do it!), let’s pick our own veggies (or better yet- make your kids- you’ll be teaching them how to survive, after all), let’s put them in jars and seal them and store them on shelves in our basement or garage. Let’s learn basic stitching so that if we ever had to mend or make a piece of clothing, we could. Let’s get back to basic home life skills. We never know when we might have to be self-sufficient again… but even if we don’t, you’ll still be the Renaissance Man or Woman in your circle of friends.

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  1. Bravo to you for putting words to many of the struggles I feel. So many people rely on “the pro” to this or that, not realizing that they have everything within them to learn and practice simple, everyday tasks that our forebears didn’t congratulate themselves on — they just did these things as a matter of course. I hope/suspect it was my Old Fashioned Cookery post that led you to my own blog, which often also tries to encourage people to use their hands together with their brains and make/cook/do something that they never thought they could. Thank you and good luck! Patricia

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