in the key of life

Our lives eb and flow along with the heft of our keychains. My keys illustrate how life has changed over the past 20 years or so. In the early 2000s, I added my Calgary house keys and my parents’ condo keys. My employer added another one. It was to my office in a local heritage building. The old-fashioned key opened a big oak door. Job eliminated. Key is gone. The passing of my elderly parents added more condo keys – storage lockers, mailbox plus their car keys. Condo is sold. Keys are gone. Only ones left are to their ‘95 Lincoln which hopefully will be sold soon along with the keys. One key that was removed, then reappeared, is to my gym locker padlock. New gym membership. That key may be temporary, a COVID barometer as it were.