Growing old
When I was younger, say, ten to fifteen years ago, a part of my mind was always thinking about how I might see the world ten to fifteen years hence. Always in a hurry to get to the next chapter, never really wanting to slow down enough to appreciate the goodness of the present.
Sure, I had my worries, but many of those remained almost strictly abstract. Many of yesterday's problems were frequently overblown by an immature outlook on life; I never really understood back then the real reasons that older people worry.
It was a far more selfish time of my life. Such an outlook tends to really shorten one's perspective. The world, and life, looks so much different when all you can see is just what's beyond the tip of your nose. You might see one bright yet tiny splotch of color, all the while missing the beauty of the entire painting.
And so here it is, a little kernel of wisdom that I'm lucky to remember at least once every day: We really know so little when we're not old enough. No matter how old you do get, no matter how many tomorrows and todays you are blessed with each time you get up out of bed, we have to take every single day as a renewed opportunity to better ourselves.
Youth may be wasted on the young, as the saying goes. But I think we grow older for a good, altruistic reason. We have to come to a point each day in our own lives where we have to try to do a little better today than we did yesterday. Let not our aging be wasted as well.
:: Posted by txtmstrjoe AT 10/10/2008 07:54:18 PM
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